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 3 But she drinks my claiths I canna weel spare; When I'm wi' my gossips, it angers me sairly, O gin my wife, &c. My Sunday's coat she has laid it a wad, The best blue bonnet e'er was on my head, At kirk and at market I'm cover'd but barely, O gin my wife, &c. My bonny white mittens I wore on my hands, Wi' her neighbour's wife she has laid them in pawns; My bane-headed staff that I loo'd sae dearly. O gin my wife, &c. never was for wrangling or strife, did I deny her the comforts of life, when there's a war, I'm aye for a parley. O gin my wife, &c. there's ony siller she maun keep the purse,