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 Is gold and grandure such an honour,

that it my piece of mind destroys,

True love I find it is much better,

than any of such empty toys.

My wit is cracked, with grief distracted,

my mind runs like the raging waves,

When I think on these loyal lovers

who now lie in their silent graves.





NCE I courted as bonny a lass,

as ever my eyes did see,

But now she is so saucy grown,

she cares not a fig for me;

She invited me home to her own house,

she told me I ne'er should be poor,

Then she tumbl'd me into the hogg's tub,

I'll ne'er go there any more.

Chor. The hogg's tub, the pickling tub,

and the tub behind the door;

She tumbled me into the hogg's tub,

and I'll never go there any more.

Had I sunk unto the bottom,

as I swam round the brim,

I surely had been drowned,

and ne'er more had been seen.

But there came by an old friend of mine,

an old friend that I knew before,

He hauled me out of the hogg's tub

I'll never go there any more.The, &c.