As I went out on
a summer's morning
As I went down by the Brummie Law
It was there I met with a Glasgow woman
Her cheeks like roses and her skin like snow Lassie,
lassie,
why do you wander
All alone by the Brummie Law?
Seller, seller,
the truth I'll tell you
I've a lad a-meowin'
and he's far awar
It's seven long years since I loved that seller
It's seven long years since he selled a wall
And another seven I'll wear upon him
And I'll bleach my claws in the Brummie Law
Oh, lassie, lassie,
you have been fateful You've been
through to me while I've been no more
To hearts like ours they should ne'er be parted I'll sell no more
down the Brummie Law
Then this couple,
they have been married Now they keep a nail house between them two
And the seller laddies, they still come callin'
On the bleacher lassie,
a Calvin Law