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5
John Highlandman's remarks
on Glasgow.
Her nainsel into Glasgow went,
an errand there to see't.
And she never saw a bonnier town,
standing on her feet.
For a' the houses that be there,
were theeket wi' blue stanes,
And a stane ladder to gang up,
no sa' to break her banes.
I gang upon a stony road,
a street thay do him ca'.
And when me seek the chapman's house,
his name be on the wa'
I gang to buy a snish tamback,
and standing at the crose,
And there I see a dead man,
was riding on his horse.
And O he be a poor man,
and no hae mony claes,
Te brogs be worn aff his feet,
and me see a' his taes.
⟨Te⟩ horse hud up his muckle fit,
for to gie me a shap,
And gaping wi' his great meuth,
to grip me by the tap.
