Skip to main content

‹‹‹ prev (38) Page 20Page 20Tullochgorum

(40) next ››› Page 22Page 22

(39) Page 21 -
THE VOCAL ENCHANTRESS. 2X
Tullochgorum's my delight,
It gars us a' in ane unite,
And ony fumph th^t keeps up (pite j
Inconfcience I abhor him,
Blithe and merry we's be a',
Blithe and merry, blithe and merry,
Blithe and merry we's be a',
To make a chearfu' quorum.
Blithe and merry we's be a',
As lang's we ha'e a breath to draw> i **«•'
And dance till we be like to fa',
The reel of Tullochgorum.
There needs na' be fo great a phrafe
Wi' dringing dull Italian lays
I wadna gi'e our ain Strathfpeys
For half a hundred fcore-o'm.
They're dowff and dowie at the beft,
Dowff and dowie, dowff and dowie.
They're dowff and dowie at the beft,
Wi' a' there variorum.
They're dowff and dowie at the beft,
Their allegro's, and a' the reit,
They cannot pleafe a Highland tafle,
Compar'd wi' Tullochgorum.
Let warldly minds themfelves opprefs
Wi' fear of want, and double cefs,
And filly fauls themfelves diftrefs
Wi' keeping up decorum.
Shall we fae four and fulky fir,
Sour and fulky, four and fulky,
Shall we fae four and fulky fit,
Like auld Philofophorum ?
Shall we fae four and fulky fit,
Wi' neither fenfe, nor mirth, nor wit,
And canna rife to make a fit
At the reel of Tullochgorum ?

Images and transcriptions on this page, including medium image downloads, may be used under the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International Licence unless otherwise stated. Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International Licence