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HE roving maids of Edinburgh, they are so brisk and airy, They make young men to laugh at them their heads so high they carry, Fal de ral lal de ral.

Now behold these pretty maids, as they walk on the causey. With ruffls cuff and capuchine. and vow but they be fancy.

With fine net hoods upon their heads, each dame a buckling comb O; Which amunted is with silver bright, and set with bristol stone O.

Their lockets fine that bright do shine, a glancing broach below it; Their bravery full well you see, how proud they are to show it.

with new fashon’d caps, of different sets, that are so monstrous high O; Such flory gigs upon their heads, are frightful to the eye O.