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( 3 ) With ruffles and ribbons, and every thing braw,

That few thought I'd oxter'd my laddie at a', &c.

My Love was o handome in every degree

His comely locks o ennared me,

That he oon gain'd my love, which led in a nare;

And I'll never, never enter my laddie mair, &c.

My daddie is like to be my dead,

For the loing of my maidenhead:

With the rock and the reel my minnie does me bang,

And all for the oxtering my laddie ae ae lang, &c.

My brother daily frowns upon me,

For acting my part o foolihlie:

My iter he calls me a very illy jade,

And all far oxtering my bonny lad, &c.

But if my weet babe were born,

My parents hall never hold me in corn;

For all their frowns I would didain,

In hopes for to oxter my laddie again, &c.