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 Weel, weel, says Johnny we sall try-

Syne they a mansion-house did spy

Upo' the road, a bit afore,

Sae up they gaed into the door,

Whare Thrummy chapit wi' his stick,

Syne to the door cam vera quick

A muckle dog, wha barkit sair;

But Thrummy for him dinna care,

But handled weel his aiken staff,

In spite o's teeth he keep't him aff,

Until the landlord cam to see

An' ken what might the matter be;

Whan verra soon the dog did cease,

The landlord he did spier the case.

Quo Thrummy, Sir, we ha'e gaen will,

We thought we'd ne'er a house get till;

We near were smor'd amang the drift,

An sae guidman ye'll mak a shift

To gie us quarters a' this night,

For now we dinna hae day-light,

Farer to gang, though it were fair;

Sae gin ye hae a bed to spare,

Whate'er ye charge we sanna grudge,

An' satisfie you e'er we budge