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 4 If I seek but a bawbee, she'll scold she'll curse; She lives like a queen, I scrimped sparely. O gin my wife, &c. A pint wi' her cummers I wad her low, But when she sits down, she drinks she's fou, And when she is fou she is unco starie. O gin my wife, &c. When she comes to the street, she and she rants, Has no fear of her neighbours, minds the house wants; Rants up some foolish, sang, like your heart Charlie. O gin my wife, &c. When she comes hame she lays on lads, The lasses she ca's baith limmers jades,