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 ( 4 ) The GREY COCK. O Saw ye my father, or ſaw ye my mother, Or law ye my true love John? I ſaw not your father, I ſaw not your mother, But I ſaw your true love John. 'Tis now ten at night, and the ſtars gi'e nae light, And the bells they ring ding dong; He's met wi' ſome delay, that cauſeth him to ſay, But he will be here ere long. The ſurly auld carl did naething but ſnarl, And Johny's face it grew red; Yet tho'he often figh’d, he ne'er a word repli’d, Till all were aſleep in bed. Up Johny roſe, and to the door he goes, And gently tirled the pin ; The laſſie taking tent, unto the door ſhe went, And ſhe open's and let him in. And are ye come at laſt, and do I hold ye faſt? And is my Johny true! I have nae time to tell, but ſae lang's I like myſell, Sae lang ſhall I love you. Flee up, flee up, my bonny grey cock, And craw when it is day; Your neck ſhall be like the bonny beaten gold, And your wings of the ſilver grey. The cock prov'd falſe, and untrue he was, For he crew an hour o'er ſoon, The laſſie thought it day, when ſhe ſent her love away, And it was but a blink of the noon.