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6 The wind blew cauld frae north to south

and blew into the floor;

Quoth our gudeman to our gudewife,

"get up and bar the door"

'My band is in my huss'fs skap

gudeman, as ye may see

it shnuldnashouldna [sic] be he barr'd this hunder year

It's no be barr'd for me.

They made a paction 'tween them twa

They made it firm and sure.

Wha'er should speak the foremost word

would rise and bar the door.

Then by there came two gentlemen

at twelve o'clock at night,

and they could neither see house nor hall

Nor coal nor candle light.

Now whether is this a rich man s house,

Or whether it be a poor,

But never a word wad ane o' them speak

For barring o' the door.

And first they ate the white puddings,

and then they ate the ;

Though muckie thought the gudewife to hersel,

Yet ne'er a word she spak.