Mirk and rainy is the nicht
Thereґs no a star in aґ the carry
Lightening gleams across the sky
And winds they blaw wi winter fury
O are you sleeping Maggie
O are you sleeping Maggie
Let me in , for loud the linn
Is roaring oґer the warlocks craigie
Fearfuґ flows the boortree bank
The rifted wood roars wild and dreary
Loud the iron yett does clank
And cry of howlets mak me eerie