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Broadside ballad entitled 'Robin Tamson's Smiddy'
Robin Tamson's Smiddy
My mither men't my auld breeks,
An' wow ! but they were duddy,
An' sent me to get shod our mare
At Robin Tamsou'ssmiddy.
That wimples throngh the clachan;
I never yet gae by the door,
But aye I fa' a lauchin'.
For Robin was walthy carle,
An' had ae bonnie dochter,
Though mony lads had socht her.
The time our mare was shoeing,
An' briskly fell a-wooing.
An' aye as she e'ed my auld breeks,
The time that we sat crackin',
I've new anes for the makin'
An' lea' the carl?your faither,
Mysel' an' a' thegither.
'Deed ,lad, quo' she, your offer's fair,
I really think I'll tak' it,
We'll both slip on the back o't;
I'll wait till I be fifty ;
An' mak' a wife fu' thrifty.
Wow! Robin was an angry man
At losing o' his dochter,
An' far an' near he socht her.
An' fand us baith thegither,
An' ye may tak' mither.
Auld Robin girn'd and shook his pow,
But. I'll jist tak' ye at your word,
So Robin ad' our auld gudewife
Now, I hae Robin Tamson's pet.
An' Robin has my mither.
The Three following SONG BOOKS sent post free
THE BEAUTIES OF ROBERT BURNS,
SONGS OF BONNIE SCOTLAND,
Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(42b)