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My Peggy fpeaks fae fweetly,
Whene'er we meet alane.
I wifh nae mair, to lay my care,
I I wiih nae mair, of a' that's rare.
My Peggy fpeaks fae fweetly,
To a' the lave I'm cauld ;
But me gars a' my fpirits glow
At wawking of the fauld.
My Peggy fmiles fae kindly,
Whene'er I whifper love,
That I look down on a' the town,
That I look down upon a crown,
My Peggy fmiles fae kindly,
It makes me blyth and bauld,
And naithing gie's me fie delight,
As wawking of the fauld.
My Peggy fings fae faftly,
When on my pipe I play j
By a' the reft, it is confeft,
By a' the reft, that fhe fings beft.'
My Peggy fings fae faftly,
And in her fangs are tald,
With innocence the wale of fenfe,
At wawking of the fauld.
SANG II. Fy gar rub her o'er with Jlrae.
Sung by Patie, p. 6.
DEAR Roger, if your Jenny geek,
And anfvver kindnefs with a flight,
Seem unconcern'd at her neglect,
For women in a man delight :
But them defpife who' re foon defeat,
And with a fimple face give way
To a repulfe — then be notblate,
Pufh bauldly on, and win the day.
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