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HUZZA FOR Honest
AYTOUN ! A NEW SONG.
TUNE. ? The auld wife ayont the fire. THE Whigs are vap'ring throug the toun,
Wi' Campbell, counsel o' the Croun?
As if a Lunnun lawyer loon
Could ere compete wi' Aytoun !
But na, there's naething they can gie me
Can wile me aff frae Bonny Jemmy?
They'd better just at ance gang wi' me
And poll for honest Aytoun ! They find they're blawin a cauld, cauld coal.
An' sae the threep we nou maun thole
That Jemmy ne'er will face the poll?
Our honest Jemmy Aytoun !
Oh ! sirs, what comfort can there be in
That dirty Whig-like trade o' leein ?
He'd face the poll though he were deein?
Gallant Jemmy Aytoun ! I heard him speak, and sae did you,
On Monday at The Waterloo?
Od ! yon's the thing to carry through
A man like Jemmy Aytoun!
He shew'd us, wi' a warkman's skill,
How we've been cheated wi' THE BILL,
And that we'll never hae our will
Till we hae Jemmy Aytoun ! Then how he whuppit THE ATTORNEY,
Cummin aff his Lunnon journey !
I only wish that short-hand Gurney,
Had been there wi' Aytoun !
He shewed the man's a perfect cheat?
That a' he wants is just a seat?
" But he maun gang anither gate,"
Quoth honest Jemmy Aytoun. " LEARMONTH and me will fecht it out,
" Though I will beat him beyond doubt;
" Sae nou you'll gang your ways and shout, " HUZZA FOR HONEST AYTOUN !"
Sae let us shout and let us sing,
And in the air our bannets fling,
Wi' three cheers for our gracious King ,
And three for Jemmy Aytoun!
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