Of all the gay laſses that dance on the green,
’Tis Jenny excels with an air and a mien;
She ſings like a ſyren, ſhe looks like a queen,
She’s the ſweeteſt young beauty my eyes e’er have ſeen.
And a beautiful girl. &c.
Come hither, ſweet Jenny, no longer delay.
Join hands with your Jocky, to church let’s away;
Don’t truſt till to-morrow, be happy to-day,
And gladly the ſummons of Cupid obey
Then love ſhall bleſs Jenny a Jocky,
Then love ſhall bleſs Jenny and Jocky.
GALLA WATER.
Braw, braw lads of Galla-water,
O braw lads of Galla-water,
I’ll kilt my coats aboon my knee:
and follow my love thro’ the water.
Sae ⟨fair⟩ her hair, ſae brent her brow,
ſae bonny blue her een, my deary,
Sae white her teeth, ſae ſweet her mou’,
I aften kiſs her till I’m weary.
O’er yon bank, and o’er yon brae,
o’er yon moſs among the heather,
I’ll kilt my coat aboon my knee.
and follow my love thro’ the water.
