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 But I being young and in my prime,

Kissing then I thought no crime:

But my stays are turn’d strait they’ll not meetmebyaspan

And all for the oxtering my laddie sae lang.

My laddie sae lang, &c.

When first my stays began to turn strait,

I went to my laddie and told him that;

He said they’d got rain, and had creepen in,

No, says she, my laddie, that’s not the thing,

That’s not the thing, &c.

First when my stays I began for to wear,

Neither kirk nor session I did fear;

With ruffles and ribbons and every thing bra’,

That few thought I’d oxter'd my laddie at a’,

My laddie, at a’, &c.

My love was so handsome in every degree,

His comely looks so enshared me;

But my belly’s turn’d big, & my heart’s full of care,

And I’ll ne’er oxter my laddie nae mair.

My laddie nae mair, &c.

My daddie is like to be my dead,

For losing of my maiden-head,

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

And all for the oxtering my laddie sae lang.

My laddie sae lang, &c.

My sister daily frowns on me,

For losing my virginity;

My sister calls me whore and jade.

And all for the oxtering my bonny lad.

My bonny lad, &c.

But if my sweet babe it was born,

My parents ne’er shall hold me in scorn,

For all their frowns I would disdain.

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

I will never grudge what I have done,

Since my first born is a son,

With the pan, & the spoon he well foster’d shall be,

And the daddie of him for to oxter me. To oxter &c.