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XLIV.
TAK IT MAN, TAK IT.
TUNE.—" Brose and Butter."
When I was a Miller in Fyfe,
Losh ! I thought that the sound o' the happer,
Said tak hame a wee flow to your wife,
To help to be brose to your supper.
Then my conscience was narrow and pure,
But someway by random it rackitj
For I lifted twa neivefu' or mair,
While the happer said, tak it man, tak it.
Hey for the mill and the kill,
The garland and gear for my cogie.
Hey for the whisky and yill.
That washes the dust frae my craigie.
Altho' it's been lang in repute,
For rogues to mak rich by deceiving ;
Yet I see that it does not weel suit,
Honest men to begin to the thieving.
For my heart it gaed dunt upon duiit,
Od ! I thought ilka dunt it would crack it ;
Sae I flang frae my neive what was in't,
Still the happer said, tak it man, tak it.
Hey for the mill, cCc.

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