Portobello Lassie, The

I met a bonnie lassie on the Portobello Pier,
She was lovely and looked so shy.
I was sorry for her, that's as sure as I am here,
So I just walked over and I winked my eye.
She was standing blushing, and she giggled and she sighed,
I said, "My lassie, it's a braw bricht nicht."
Then I slipped my arm aroond aboot her and to kiss her tried.
Then we both went strollin' in the pale moon light.

Then I cuddled her, she cuddled me.
I am as happy as a sailor on the sea,
For the Portobello lassie says she's goin' to marry me.

Her and I got very, very, very, very, very thick,
I held her hand and she held mine.
I got very busy, and in less than half a tick
I was teasing her and I could see she liked it fine.
I told her I would treat her to a very special treat,
So I stuck to her like a lump of glue.
We got into a corner and we sat upon a seat,
And the seat we sat upon it just held two.

She goes to kirk on Sunday when the bells begin to ring.
She sings in the choir and there is nae doot,
Her face is very, very solemn when she starts to sing,
But ye ought to see her laughin' when the kirk comes oot.
I've been very happy, I've been courtin' her a year.
Never had such a time in all my life,
So I think I'll paint and decorate the Portobello Pier,
Wi' Turkey red the day that she becomes my wife.