Supper for the Bairn

Bread and butter
With chunky fried chips
We’ll eat fish for our supper the bairn an’ me.
I’ll boil up the kettle
And brew up the pot
Two sugars a piece in a tea good and hot.
So we can sit by the fire,
The bairn an’ me
Chattin' on - blanket wrapped - pillows fluffed,
Warm and cosy -
Until she sleeps.
The bairn
But not me.

I have to throw my nets further to share my supper with you now.
But still dance bonny lassy till ya Mammy comes 'ome
We’ll share our supper again,
Under the same house, the same hearth, the same home.