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You ſing of your goodman frae hame,

but while they’re beſt’ awa’.

And tho’ the goodwife ſtay at hame,

John does not toil for a’.

There’s nae luck about the houſe,

there’s nae luck at a’,

There’s nae luck about the houſe

when our goodwife’s awa’.

For there was nae luck about my houſe,

and little for my wame,

There was nae luck about my houſe

when Maggy gaed frae hame.

There’s nae luck, &c.

For firſt the bairns raiſe frae their bed,

and for a piece did ca’;

Then how could I attend my work,

who had to anſwer a’?

Their hands and faces were to waſh,

and coaties to put on,

When every dud lay here and there,

which vexed honeſt John. Rh