Comin' Thro' the Rye

O, Jenny's a' wet, poor body, Jenny's seldom dry: She draggled a' her petticoatie, Comin thro' the rye! Chorus: Comin thro' the rye, poor body, Comin thro' the rye, She draigl't a' her petticoatie, Comin thro' the rye! if, should a body meet a body Comin thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body, Need a body cry? (chorus) Gin a body meet a body Comin thro' the glen Gin a body kiss a body, Need the world know? (chorus) Gin a body meet a body Comin thro' the grain; Gin a body kiss a body, The thing's a body's own. (chorus) Ilka lassie has her laddie, Nane, they say, ha’e I Yet all the lads they smile on me, When comin' thro' the rye.