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15 Oh, list to what I say, Charms you've got like Venus, Own your love you may, There's only the wall between us. You lie fast asleep, Snug in bed, and snoring, Round the house I creep, Your hard heart imploring. Only say, &c.

I've got nine pigs an' a' sow, I've got a sty to sleep 'en; A calf and brindled cow, And got a cabin to keep 'em; Sunday hose and coat; And grey mare to ride on; Saddle and bride to boot, Which you may ride astrid on. Only say, &c.

I've got an old To n eat, Thro' one eye he's staring; I've got a Sunday hat; Little the worse for wearing. I've got some gooseberry wine, The trees had got no riper on; I've got a fiddle fine, Which only wants a piper on. Only say, &c.