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And heght to keep me law - ing free; But,
cun-ning carl-ing that fhe was, She gart me
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birle my baw - bie.
We loo'd the liquor well enough ;
But waes my heart my cafh was done,
Before that I had quench'd my drowth,
And laith I was to pawn my ihoon.
When we had three times toom'd our ftoup,
And the nieft chappin new begun,
In ftarted, to heeze up our hope,
Young Andro with his cutty gun.
The carling brought her kebbuck ben,
With girdle-cakes well toafted brown,
Well does the canny kimmer ken,
They gar the feuds gae glibber down.
We ca'd the bicker aft about ;
Till dawning we ne'er jee'd our bun,
And ay the cleaneft drinker out,
Was Andro with his cutty gun.
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