Hey the Dusty Miller (Poem by Robert Burns)

Hey the Dusty Miller (1)

By Robert Burns

Hey, the dusty miller,

    And his dusty coat;

He will win a shilling,

    Or he spend a groat.

        Dusty was the coat,

            Dusty was the colour,

        Dusty was the kiss

            That I got frae the miller.

Hey the Dusty Miller (2)

Hey, the dusty miller,

    And his dusty sack;

Leeze me on the calling

    Fills the dusty peck.

        Fills the dusty peck,

            Brings the dusty siller;

        I wad gie my coatie

            For the dusty miller.