MY MAGGIE SHE CAN WASH.
Noo, I am a simple chappie and plainly you may see,
I have settled doon in to this toon, and would you credit me,
I have married got, it was my lot, I have got a decent lass,
And there's none can her equal or with her can surpass.
For my Maggie she can wash, and my Maggie she can sew,
And Maggie she can patch a coat and make it look like new
She can darn stockings?she is my joy and pride?
And she can keep a house and make a clean fireside.
Noo, the first time that I met her, 'twas doon in Bonar fair
she was selling stuff for Geordie Duff, a farmer body there,
He made my Maggie dairymaid and gave her right good pay,
And every time I meet them, I hear everybody say.
My Maggie she can wash. &c,
Each one has their troubles and each one as their ills,
But time and tide it will not wait,the engine runs on wheels,
I am a porter at the station, so I may say goodbye,
When I go there of course I will hear everybody cry.
My Maggie she can wash &c.
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1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(109b)
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