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6 Oh dear ! oh dear ! the joy of my heart you must know, Was to see the first sprout of my hair shooting out, When the carrots began to grow ; And my happiness now has arrived at the top, a Because I have got such a glorious crop ; And the lesson I've learnt is never to fret, But be always content with whatever I Oh dear! oh dear! the queer little comical soul, Ever will laud the lands that applaud The lad with the carroty poll.

LAY OF THE MILL:

OR TIL PLEASURES OF THE PAY-NIGHT

Hey, the merry pay-night, Ho, the merry pay-night; 'Tis fun to see how we agree, Upon the merry pay-night; That night we clear the lawin score, And then again begin the splore; Whilst, drunk as lords, we sit and roar Upon the merry pay night! Hey, the merry, &c.

Then Johnny plays his monkey tricks, An' knocks the timmor things tae sticks ; An' wife an' weans a' get their licks, Upon the merry pay-night ! Hey the merry, &c.