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( 8 ) At e'en when ye came wi' your ſlocking.

You thought I was wondrous flack,

Tho' aften ay jeering an' jocking,

An' while your bit mou' I did ſmack,

As on the green graſſ we did tumble,

O how thy bit heart it did pant!

Thos ne'er gie'd a peep, nor a grumble,

While I did ſupply your bit want.

We'll kiſſ, &c.

At e'en when I riſe to gang hame,

Were ye to give me a convoy.

An ſure as young Andrew's my ane,

In love we'll each other enjoy.

Then Laſſie I'll ay be thy ain,

Of me you may loftily want;

I'll eaſe thee o' thy grief an' pain,

An, always ſupply by bit want

We'll kiſs, &c.

Wi joy it's ſhe band out her han',

Your offer, dear ove, I accept

I vow that young Andrew's the man

I always will daut like a pet.

Thou joys of joyſ I'll taſte.

For which I've gien mony a gaunt:

By young Andrew it's now I'm embrac'd

An' weel he ſupplies my bit want

We'll kiſſ, an cuddle, an' a'.

Cuddle, an' kiſſ, an' a'

It's now we're firm buckl'd the gither

Share joys the largeſt of a'.