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n my youth I became a great tramper,

till love set my head in a creel;

Thro’ city and town I did scamper,

O’er ilk hill, muir, mountain, and dale.

’Twas then I gae’d to the mishanter,

when forc'd frae the arms o’ sweet Nell;

Fate said I would never supplant her,

the Lass wi’ the twa-handed Wheel.

Leander in love was ne’er blinder,

like him I ran straught on extremes;

I tried ev'ry-where for to find her,

from bonny sweet Tay to the Thames:

Then I ran to the sea helter-skelter,

and rang’d o’er tho banks o’ the Nile,

I fought thro renown’d Gibraltar,

for the Lass wi’ the twa handed Wheel.

I went to the gude town of Cadiz,

to see if her there I could find,

But nane o braw Spanish ladies

could in the least alter my mind.