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 She bade the Laird gae kaim his wig,

The Soldier not to strut sae big,

The Lawyer not to be a prig,

The fool he cry’d : “tee-hee.

"I ken’d that I could never fail;’

But she prinn’d the dish-clout to his tail,

And cool’d him wi’ a water-pail.

And kept her Bawbee.

Then Johnny cam’ a lad o' sense,

Altho’ he had na mony pence,

He took young Jenny to the spence,

Wi’ her to crack a wee;

Now, Johnny was a clever chiel,

And here his suit he press’d sae weel

That Jenny's, heart grew fast as jeel

And she birl’d her Bawbee.





LYTHE Sandy is a bonny boy,

And always is a wooing,

Nor is he e’er too bold or coy,

Although he is a-looing;