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TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
No. 20 1. Last May a brazv wooer.
Tune : The Lothian lassie. Thomson's Scotish Airs, 1799, p. 52.
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Last May a braw woo - er cam down the lang glen, And sair wi'
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his love he did deave me. I said there was nae-thing I
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be - lieve me — The deuce gae wi' him, to be - lieve me!
Last May a braw wooer cam dow^n the lang glen,
And sair wi' his love he did deave me.
I said there was naething I hated like men —
The deuce gae wi'm to believe me, believe me —
The deuce gae wi'm, to believe me !
He spak o' the darts in my bonie black een,
And vow'd for my love he was diein.
I said, he might die when he liket for Jean —
The Lord forgie me for liein, for liein —
The Lord forgie me for liein !
A weel-stocket mailen, himsel for the laird,
And marriage aff-hand were his proffers ;
I never loot on that I kenn'd it, or car'd,
But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers —
But thought I might hae waur offers.
But what wad j'e think? — in a fortnight or less —
The deil tak his taste to gae near her —
He up the lang loan to my black cousin, Bess,
Guess ye how, the jad ! I could bear her, could bear her—
Guess ye how, the jad ! I could bear her.
But a' the neist week, as I petted wi' care,
I gaed to the tryste o' Dalgarnock,
And wha but my fine fickle lover was there ?
I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock, a warlock,
I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock.

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