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And there was mony a lufty lad,
As ever handled grape and gaud,
[ wat their manhood well they fhaw'd,
At ruffling of the breaft-knot .
Hey the bonny &c
At nine o' clock they did conveen,
Some clad in blue, fome clad in green,
Wi' glancing buckles in their fheen,
AncTflowers upon their waift-coat.
Hey the bonny &c.
The" bride by this time was right fain,
When that fhe faw fae light a train,
She pray'd the day might keep frae rain,
For Ipoiling of their breaft knots.
Hey the bonny &c .
Forth came the wives a' wi' a phrafe,
And wifh'd the laffie happy days,
And muckle thought they of her claiths,
And fpecially thelbreaft-knots.
Hey the bonny &c.
Forth fpake the mither, fan £he faw,
The bride and maidens a' fae bra',
Wi' cackling clouts, black be their fa',
They have made a bonny call o't.
Hey the bonny &c..
Next down their breakfaft it was fet,
Some barley lippies of milk meat,
It leiped them it was fae het,
As foon as they did tafte o't .
Hey the bonny &c
Till fome frae them the fpobns they threw.
And fwore that they had burnt their mou
And fome into their cutty blew,
I wat their will they mift not.
Hey the bonny &c.
When ilka ane had claw'd their plate,
The piper lad he looked blate
Altho' they faid that he fhould eat ,
I trow he loft the beft o't.
Hey the bonny &c.
Syne forth they got a'wi'a loup,
O er creels and deals and a' did coup,
The piper faid , wi' them d — 1 fcoup ,
He'd make a hungry feaft o't.
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Syne off they got a' wi' a fling,
Each lafs unto her lad did cling,
Anda'cryH for a different fpring,
The bride fhe fought the breaft-knot.
Hey the bonny &c.
Fan they ty'd up their marriage band,
At the bridegrooms they neift did land,
Forth came auld Madge wi'her fplit ma
And bread and cheefe a hift o't. (wn
Hey the bonny &c .
She took a quarter and a third ,
On the bride's head £he gae a gird,
Till far Is flew athort the yird,
And parted round the reft o't.
Hey the bonny &c.
The bride then by the hand they took
Twice, thrice they led her round y* crook,
Some faid goodwife well mat ye brook ,
And fome great count they caft not.
Hey the bonny &c .
All ran to kilns and barns in ranks ,
Some fat on deals, & fome on planks,
The piper lad ftood on his fhanks,
And dirled up the breaft knot.
Hey the bonny &c.