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OH, CAlEpONIAN WAKBLER. 823
The auld man's mare's dead.
The poor man's mare's dead,
The peats and touts and a' to lead,
Ajid yet the jade did die !
The auld man's mare's, &c.
IT FELL ABOUT THE MARTINMAS.
It fell about the Martinmas time,
And a gay time it was then, O,
When our gudewife got puddings to mak,
And she boil'd tliem in the pan, O.
The wind, sae cauld, blew south and north,
And blew into the floor, O :
Quoth our gudeman, to our gudewife,
" Get up and bar the door, O."
** My hand is in my hussy's skap,
Gudeman, as ye may see, O,
An' it shou'dna be barr'd this hundred year
It's no be barr'd for me, O."
They made a paction 'tween them twa,
They piade it firm and sure, O ;
That the first word whae'er shou'd speak,
Shou'd rise and bar the door, O ;