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 Fer foul day and fair day,

he's ay bringing till her;

Has ay a penny in his purse,

for dinner and for supper,

And gin she please, a good fat cheese,

and lumps of yellow butter.

When Jamie first did woo me,

I spier'd what was his calling,

Fair maid, say's he O come and see,

you're welcome to my dwelling:

Though I was shy yer. I could spy,

the truth of what he told me:

And that his house was warm and couth.

and room in it to hold me

Behind the door a bag of meal,

and in the kist was plenty,

Of good hard cakes, his mither bakes,

and bannocks were na scanty:

A good fat cow, a sl eky cow

were standing in the byre;

While lazy puss with measy mouse,

were playing at the fire

Good signs are these my mither says,

and bids ne tak the millar;

For foul day, and fair day.

he's ay bringing till her:

For meal and ma' she dispa' want,

nor ony thing that's dainty,

And now and then a keckling hen,

to lay her eggs in pleuty.