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 Johnny was a Joiner gude, Nane could weild a plane like Johnny. Lizzie was Johnny’s wife, An’ silly was her mither. Sic a wife as Johnny had, I wadna gie a button for her.

Johnny was ance ha’f in love, His fancy was by beantybeauty [sic] haunted; Heaven shone in Johnny’s ee— But no the heaven Johnny wanted; For Johnny courted Lizzie Painch, ’Cause Lizzie Painch she had the sillo Bntbut [sic] sic a wife as Lizzie Painch, I wad na gie a button for her.

Lizzie’s face was like the moon, Her shouthers maist as braid as Samson’s Her very picture’s like the sign, That hings aboon auld Robin Tamson’s, But deil a prin does Johnny care, Were Lizzie like the witch of Endor; Johnny fattens on her gear— He wadna gie a button for her.

I G a waefu’ gate yestreen, A gate I fear I’ll dearly rue,