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We treated young Mr M'Gock,
We plied him wi’ tea and wi’ toddy;
And we praised every word that he spoke,
Till we put him maist out o’ the body.
O, we were sly, sly! &c.
Frae the kirk we were never awa’,
Except when frae hame he was helping;
And then May, and often us a’,
Gaed far and near after him skelping.
O, we were sly, sly! &c.
We said aye, which our neighbours thought droll,
That to hear him gang through wi’ a sermon,
Was, (though a wee dry on the whole,)
As refreshing’s the dew on Mount Hermon.
O, we were sly, sly! &c.
But to come to the heart o’ the nit—
The dainty bit plan that we plotted
Was to get a subscription afit,
And a watch to the minister voted.
O, we were sly, sly! &c.
The young women folk o’ the kirk,
By turns lent a hand in collecting;
But May took the feck o’ the wark,
And the trouble the rest o’ directing.
O, we were sly, sly! &c.
A gran’ watch was gotten belyve,
And May wi’ sma’ prigging, consentit
To bo ane o’ a party o’ five
To gang to the Manse and present it.
