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Some were blyth, and ſome were fad,
And ſome they play'd at blind Harrie;
But ſuddenly up-ſtarted the auld Carle,
I redd ye, good fowks, tak tent o' me.
Up gat Kate that ſat i'the nook,
Vow Kimmer, and how do ye?
Up he gat, and ca'd her a Limmer,
And ruggit and tuggid her cockernonie.
They houkit his grave in Duker's kirk-yard,
E'en far frae the companie;
But whan they were gawn to lay'm i'the yird,
The feint a dead not dead was he.
And whan they brought him to Duket's kirk-yard,
He dunted on the kilt, the boards did flie,
And whan they were gawn to put'm i'the yird,
In fell the kiſt, and out lep he.
He cry'd, I'm cauld, I'm unca cauld,
Fu' faſt ren the fowl, and fu' faſt ran he:
But he was firſt hame at his ain ingle ſide,
And he helped to drink his ain dirgie.
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MY APRON DEARY.
'TWas early in the morning, a morning of May
A ſoldier and a laſſie was walking aſtray,
Cloſe down in yon meadow, yon meadow brow,
I heard the laſs cry, My apron now.
Chorus
My apron, deary, my apron now,
My belly bears up my apron now:
But I, being a young thing, was eaſy to woo,
Which makes me cry out, My apron now.
