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Besides, I hae, frae the great laird,
A peat-pat, and a lang-kail-yard.
With a fal, &c.
The maid jlut on her kirtle brown,
She was the brawest in a' the town ;
I wat on him she didna gloom,
But blinkit bowniiie.
The wooer stended up in haste,
And gript her hard about the w^iist-,
With a fal, &c.
To win your love, maid, Vm come here,
I'm young, and hae eneugh o' gear.
And for mysel you needna fear,.
Troth, try me when you like.
He took afi' his baunet, and pat in his caevr^
He dighted his gab, and he prie'd her mou'.
With a fal, &c.
The Biaiden blush'd, and bing'd fu' law|
She hadna will to say him na,
But to her daddy she left it a',
As they twa could agree »
The lover he gae her the either kiss,
Syne ran to her daddy, and tdl'd him iiils^
With a fal^ &c.
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