In ‘e bleak midwinter
A lang lang time ago
Earth stood hard as iron
Waater like a stone
Snaw hid faen
Snaw on snaw, snaw on snaw
In ‘e bleak midwinter
A lang, lang time ago

Whit can I gie Him
Puir as I am?
Gin I were a shepherd
Ah wid gie a lamb
An gin I were a wise loon
Ah’d duly play ma pairt
Whit can ah gie him?
Ah wid gie ma hairt

In The Bleak Midwinter
Frosty wind maks mane
A’ll ne’er be a stranger
And niver rove alane.
An gin that I should loose my wye
An waak a darkened road
Yer licht ‘ill guide me hameward
Yer love fir me ye showed