Page:Vocal miscellany.pdf/31



My love she's but a lassie yet, My love she's but a lassie yet: We'll let her stand a year or twa, She'll no he half sae sauey yet.
 * rue the day I sought her, O,
 * rue the day I sought her, O!

Wha gets her needs na say he's wood, But he may say he's bought her, O. The deil's got in our lasses now; The deil's got in our lasses now; When ane wad trow they scarce ken wlat, Gude faith! they make us asses now She was see sour and dorty, O, She was sae sour and dorty, O, Whene'er I spake, she turn'a her back, And sneer'd---Ye're mair than forty, O, Sae slee she look'd and pawky too! Sae slee she look'd and pawky too! Tho' 'cross a field I gaed to woo, I'm hame come back a gawky now! I rue the day I sought her, O; I rue the day I sought her, O; Wha gets her needs na say he's woo'd, But he may swear he's bought her, O.