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Broadside ballad entitled 'My Father's Old Coat' |
TranscriptionMY FATHER'S OLD COAT. This popular Song can always be had at the There's puir wee Johnny Clark, That Sells the News and Star, And he paddles through the glaur; He's the blithest o' the lot, Out his faither's auld coat. CHORUS, Lod ! woman, I think shame, Got a faither nor a hame ; My claes are a' sae ragged, No a hale steek hae I got, Out o' my faithers auld coat Johnny's faither taen a drappie, As you maun understan', And a plague to a' the lan', Ca'd a drunken sot, Were neglected and forgot. Johnny's mither she looked down And saying my wee bit callan, Oh its hardly worth my while; But gang and sell your papers, And I'll try and make a jacket Noo the jacket it was made, Against the rain and snaw; Was the thing Jock's mind did please
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Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(31a)
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