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Be kind to the bairns a', and weil mat ye be ;
And fareweel, Johnnie, quo' she, this is nae me.
This is nae me, &c.
John ran to the minister ; his hair stood a' on end :
I've gotten sic a fricht, sir, I fear I'll never mend ;
My wife's come hame without a head, crying out most
piteouslie :
Oh, fareweel, Johnnie, quo' she, this is nae me !
This is nae me, &c.
The tale you tell, the parson said, is wonderful to me.
How that a wife without a head should speak, or hear,
or see !
But things that happen hereabout so strangely alter'd be,
That I could maist wi' Bessie say, 'Tis neither you nor
she ! *
Neither you nor she, quo' he, neither you nor she ;
Wow, na, Johnnie man, 'tis neither you nor she.
Now Johnnie he cam hame again, and wow, but he was
fain.
To see his little Bessikie come to hersell again.
He got her sittin' on a stool, wi' Tibbock on her knee i
O come awa, Johnnie, quo' she, come awa to me ;
For I've got a drap wi' Tibbikie, and this is now me.
This is now me, quo' she, this is now me ;
I've got a drap wi' Tibbikie, and this is now me,
* A Jacobite allusion, probably to the change of the Stuart for the
Brunswick dynasty, in 1714.