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MORAL AND SATIRICAL SONGS. 191'
Others seek they kenna what,
In looks, in carriage, and a' that ;
Gi'e me love for her I court —
Love in love makes a' the sport.
Let love sparkle in her ee.
Let her love nae man but me ;
That's the tocher-gude I prize.
There the lover's treasure lies.
Colours mingled unco fine,
Common notions lang sinsyne,
Never can engage my love.
Until my fancy first approve.
Allan Ramsay inserted this song in his " Miscellany" with the signature Q, to
signify that it was old, with additions hy himself. The air is also very ancient.
MY WIFE HAS TA'EN" THE GEE.
Anonymous. From Herd's Collection, 1776.
A FRIEND o' mine cam' here yestreen,
An' he wad hae me doun
To drink a bottle o' ale wi' him
In the neist burrows toun.
Eut oh, indeed, it was, sir,
Sae far the waur for me ;
For lang or e'er that I cam' hame
My wife had ta'en the gee.
We sat sae late and drank sae stout,
The truth I tell to you,
That lang or e'er the midnight cam'.
We a' were roarin' fou.
My wife sits at the fireside,
And the tear blinds aye her ee ;
The ne'er a bed wad she gang to.
But sit and tak' the gee.

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