The Lyke Wake Dirge

This ae nighte, this ae nighte, everie nighte and alle
Fire and sleet and candle light and Christ recieve thy saule

WhenThou from here away are past, everie nighte and alle
To Whinny Muir thou com'st at last and Christ recieve thy saule

If ever thou gavest hosen or shoon, everie nighte and alle
Sit thee doun and put them on and Christ recieve thy saule

If hosen and shoon thou n'ere gavest nane, everie nighte and alle
The whinnies will prick you tae the bane and Christ receive thy saule

From Whinny Muir when thou art past, everie nighte and alle
To Purgatory fire thou comest at last and Christ recieve thy saule

If ever thou gavest meate or drinke, everie nighte and alle
The fire will never make thee shrinke and Chris t recieve thy saule

If meate or drink thou n'ere gavest nane, everie nighte and alle
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane and Christ recieve thy saule

From Purgatory fire when Thou art past, everie nighte and alle
To Briig o' Dread Thou comes at last and Christ recieve thy saule
On this night, on this night, every night and all
Fire and flame and candle light and Christ take up your soul

When you from here away are passed, every night and all
To Whinny Moor you'll come at last and Christ take up your soul

If ever you gave either socks or shoes, every night and all
Sit you down and put them on and Christ take up your soul

But if socks and shoes gave you no-one, every night and all
The whinnies will prick you to the bone and Christ take up your soul

From Whinney Moor when you are passed, every night and all
To the Bridge of Dread you'll come at last and Christ take up your soul

If ever you gave of your silver and gold, every night and all
On the Bridge of Dread you'll find a foothold and Christ take up your soul

From the Bridge of Dread when you are passed, every night and all
To the flames of Hell you'll come at last and Christ take up your soul

If ever you gave either food or drink, every night and all
The flames will never make you sink and Christ take up your soul

But if food and drink gave you no-one, every night and all
The flames will burn you to the bone and Christ take up your soul