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                               7 19. An’ O she pe alang tedder.

I spler’t what they’ll do wi’t ?

He said to hang the1 Highlandmen

For stealing o' their meat.

Hout, hersel’s an honest shentleman,

I never yet did steal,

But when I meet a muckle purse,

I like it unco weel.

Tan fare yon weel you saucy fellow,

I sain your skin would pay ,

I cam to your town the morn, but,

An’ I’ll gang out yesterday.

Fan I gang eo my quarter-house,

The door was unco braw,

For here they had a cows husband,

Was pricked on the wa’.

0 tere me got a shapin ale.

An’ ten me got a supper,

A filthy choud o’ chappet meat,

Boil’d amang a butter.

It was a filthy dirt o’ beef,

His banes was like te horn,

She was a calf wanting the skin,

Before that we was born.

I gang awa into the kirk.

To hear a lawlaud preach,

And mony a bonny sang they sing,

Tere books they did them teach.