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Bonny Aberdonian; OR, Marry an Aberdonian. NEW SONGS OUT EVERT WEEK. This Popular Song can always be had at the Poets' Box. Now I 've been looking up and doun For months, I 'm sure, about this toun, A thrifty wife my joys to croon? But I'll no say I 'll take ony ane. O' a' the places I ha'e seen In different places I ha'e been, Nae damsel pleases my twa een Like a strapping Aberdonian. CHORUS. For there's naething in this world that pleases me, Like a bonny young lass and a gude cup o' tea, And my mither aye says, " Be advised by me, And marry an Aberdonian." Now to speak o' mysel', it's my belief, I 've gotten a' my wisdom teeth, For I wouldna tak' mustard without beef, I 'm no sic a senseless loonie ; and For age, I 'm just about my prime, Hale, hearty, stout, and up to time, I 'm sure I'll please the lassie fine When I get my Aberdonian. Now there 's lots o' chaps, as sure 's I 'm here, Wha think o' naething but drinking beer, Their heads aye muddled, they ne'er see clear Tae dee good tae themselves or ony ane. Lat ithers plague me wi' their chaff, I "ll no put up wi' sic riff-raff, But I 'll stay at hame wi' my better half? Aye, and I 'll nurse my Aberdonian. Now I will need to be gaun awa' For fear ye may think I 'm gaun tae blaw, Some ither night I 'll gi'e ye a ca'? Say the morn's night, or ony ane ; And gin ye meet me in the street Along wi' some lassies dressed up so neat, I hope you'll no be so indiscreet As cry " How 's your Aberdonian ? "
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1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(85b)
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