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III. LOVE : HUMOROUS
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But owre my left shouther I gae him a blink,
Lest neibors might say I was saucy ;
My wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink,
And vow'd I was his dear lassie, dear lassie —
And vow'd I was his dear lassie.
I spier'd for my cousin fu* couthy and sweet,
Gin she had recover'd her hearin ?
And how her new shoon fit her auld, shachl'd feet?
But heavens ! how he fell a swearin, a swearin —
But heavens ! how he fell a swearin !
He begged, for gudesake, I wad be his wife,
Or else I wad kill him wi' sorrow ;
So e'en to preserve the poor body in life,
I think I maun wed him to-morrow, to-morrow —
I think I maun wed him to-morrow.
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No. 202. Wantonness for evermah\
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Tune: Wantonness. Scots Musical Museum, X']g6, l^o. ^22.
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Wantonness for evermair.
Wantonness has been my ruin.
Yet for a' my dool and care
It's wantonness for evermair.
I hae lo'ed the Black, the Brown :
I hae lo'ed the Fair, the Gowden ;
A' the colours in the town —
I hae won their wanton favour.