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In ancient times, far in the north,

A hundred miles ayont the Forth,

Upon a stormy winter's day,

Twa men forgather'd by the way;

An' as they had some piece to gang,

To keep the time frae seeming lang,

They did agree to gang thegither,

As company to ane anither.

Ane was a sturdy bardoch chiel,

An' frae the weather happit weel

Wi' a mill'd plaiden jockey coat;

An' eke, he on his head had got

A Thrummy Cap, baith large an' stout,

Wi' flaps ahint (as weel's a snout),

Whilk button'd close aneath his chin.

To keep the cauld frae cummin' in.

Upon his legs he had gamashes,

Which sogers ca' their spatterdashes;

An' on his hands, instead o' glo'as,

Large doddy mittens, whilk he'd roose