Glen Collection of printed music > Printed music > Collection of twenty-four Scots songs (chiefly pastoral)

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The tither night as by my,fell, 1 trac’d a limpid river, I heard aelafsanithertellhoM'
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in the Treddle hole he crap, an’ there fhe gae him plenty . She gart him proinife an’ proteft, nae
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mair for Pirns to deave her, ye wad a lauglvt gif ye had feen, hpw Jenny dang the Weaver.
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When firft he came unto the Town,
He was a ftrapin’ fcreiver,
A brawer lad there cbu’d na be.
Or brifker than the Weaver.
I thought he might a ftay’d at hame,
An’either o’ us marry’d,
hut Diel-macare, he left us baith,
An’ faith he’s fair mifca rr y’d •
Belive me lafs it gae me fport,
Forget it fall I never,
To fee how Jenny, ance fae mim.
So-nicely darvg the We-aver.
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D ye mind we’ve aften heard him fay,
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That naething e’er cou’d greire her,
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How muckle tocher too, fhe had,
‘An’ what her Aunt wad leave her;
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He thqught fhe was a Saint I trow,
^An’ flighted us for fake o’r;
But troth we’ve gotten our revenge,
*An’ he for life maun take her’
The lafses ga’e a hearty laugh.
An’ vow’d a friendfhip ever;
An’ wifh’d they might ha’e better luck.
Than Jenny an’the Weaver.
For the German Flute.