Up in the Morning early

CHORUS.Up in the morning's no for me,Up in the morning early;When a' the hills are cover'd wi' snaw,I'm sure it's winter fairly.

Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,The drift is driving sairly;Sae loud and shrill I hear the blast,I'm sure it's winter fairly.

The birds sit chittering in the thorn,A' day they fare but sparely;And lang's the night frae e'en to morn,I'm sure it's winter fairly.Up in the morning, &c.