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The Minister being in the wood, leaning his back against an oak: If you'll sing that song in the church tomorrow, I'll give you a crown but and a new coat.

The morrow it being Christmas day, the Minister he must be there: The people al ck'd to the church, just as they’d been going to a fair.

The Minister's gone to the church, the congregation for to view; There'll be a boy here in a little, will sing a song that will be true

The little wee boy came to the church, and ay sae merrily as he sang; I catch'd the Priest in bed with my mother, I would not tell this to any man.

You are a liar, says the Priest, as sure's in the pulpit I do stand; I never was in bed with your mother, nor yet so nigh as to touch her hand.

Then you are a liar, says the boy, as sure’s in the pulpit you do kneel; I catched you in bed with my mother, your breeches hanging down to your heel.

The Minister being quite asham’d, the people gave a loud huzz Running all mad out of the church, crying, such a Priest we never saw.