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IN SCOTLAND THERE LIV'D A HUMBLE BEGGAR.
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Soot -land there liv'd a hum - ble heg - gar, Nae house, nae
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hald, nor hame had he; But he was weel lik - ed by
il - ka bo -die, And they gied him sun-kets and saps to piee.
A neivefu' o' meal, and a handfu o' groats,
A daud o' a bannock, or herring bree,
Cauld parritch, or the lickings o' plates,
Wad mak' him as blythe as a beggar could be.
This beggar he was a humble beggar,
The feint a bit o' pride had he ;
Pie wad a ta'en his awms in a bicker
Frae gentleman or puir bodie.
His wallets ahint and afore did hing,
In as good order as wallets could be ;
A lang kail-gully hung down by his side,
And a meikle nowt-horn to rout on had he.
It happen'd ill, it happen' d waur,
It happen'd sae that he did dee ;
And wha do ye think was at his late-wake,
But lads and lasses o' high degree.
Some were blj'the, and some were sad,
And some they played at blind Harrie ;
But suddenly up started the auld carle,
" I rede you ! good folks, tak' tent o' me."
Up gat Kate that sat i* the nook,
"Vow limmer, and how do ye?"
Up he gat, and ca'd her a limmer,
And ruggit and tuggit her cockernonie.
They houkit his grave in Duket's kirk-yard,
E'en fair fa' the companie :
But when they were gaun to lay him i' the yird,
The feint a dead nor dead was he.