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Wi’ cantie ingle, clean hearth stane,
Meg welcom’d Rob the Ranter.
Then Rob made bonnie Meg his bride,
An’ to the kirk they ranted;
He play’d the add ‘ East Nock o’ Fife,’
An’ merry Maggie vaunted,
That Hab himsel ne’er play'd a spring,
Nor blew sae weel his chanter.
For he made Anster town to ring;
An’ wha’s like Rob the Ranter!
For a’ the talk an’ louct reports
That ever gaed against her,
Meg proves a true an' carefu’ wife.
As ever was in Ansfer,
And since the marriage knot was ty’d,
Rob swears he could na want her.
For he lo’es Maggy as his life,
An’ Meg lo’es Rob the Ranter.
FINIS.
