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TODLEN BUTT, AND TODLEN.
When I’ve a saxpence under my thumb,
Then I’ll get credit in ilka town:
But ay when I’m poor they bid me gang by;
O ! poverty parts good company.
Todlen hame, todlen hame,
Cou’dna my love come todlen hame?
Fair fa’ the gudewife, and send her good sale,
She gi’es us white bannocks to drink her ale,
Syne if that her tippany chance to be sma’,
We’ll take a good scour o’t, and ca’t awa'.
Todlen hame, todlen hame,
As round as a neep come todlen hame.
My kimmer and I lay down to sleep,
Wi’ twa pint-stoups at our bed feet;
And ay when we waken’d, we drank them dry
What think ye o’ my wee kimmer and I?
Todlen butt, and todlen,
Sae round as my love comes todlen hame.
Leeze me on liquor my todlin dow,
You’re ay sae good-humour’d when weet your mou;
When sober sae sour, ye’ll fight wi' a flea;
That's a blyth sight to the bairnies and me,
When todlin hame. todlen hame,
When round as a neep ye come todlen hame
FINIS.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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