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DUMBARTON'S DRUMS. 369
For he is a gallant lad,
And a weel-doin' ;
And a' the wark about the toun
Gangs wi' me when I see him, quo' she,
Gangs wi' me when I see him.
what will I do wi' him ? quo' he,
What will I do wi' him ?
He has ne'er a coat upon his hack,
And I hae nane to gie him.
1 hae twa coats into my kist,
And ane o' them I '11 gie him ;
And for a merk o' mail fee
Dinna stand 1 wi' him, quo' she,
Dinna stand wi' him :
For weel do I lo'e him, quo' she,
Weel do I lo'e him ;
For weel do I lo'e him, quo' she,
"Weel do I lo'e him.
O, fee him, father, fee him, quo' she,
Fee him, father, fee him ;
He '11 hand the pleuch, thrash in the barn,
And crack wi' me at e'en, quo' she,
And crack wi' me at e'en. 2
DUMBARTON'S DEUMS.
The following song, from the Tea-table Miscellany, is not of
the first order of merit, but could not well be omitted from the
present collection. Burns was under an impression that the
song was localised to Dumbarton Castle ; but the drmns, more
probably, were those of Dumbarton's regiment, a corps named
from its first commander, Douglas, Earl of Dumbarton, who died
in exile in 1692.
1 As much as to say, Don't stickle with him.
2 From Herd's Collection, 1776.

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