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What a roaring set, distance ware met,
to frolictsome and so frankly, O,
With potatoes galor and a barminginmore,
and a flowing madder of whisky, O,
So merrily went round the swipes,
at the bride's expence so freely, O,
while the chanter with his merry pipes,
struck up a lilt so gaily, O.
Sing, Hethrum tethrum, etc.
And then at night oh! what delight,
to see them capering and prancing, O,
An Opera or Ball was nothing at all,
when compar’d to the stile of their dancing., O;
And then to fee old Father Quipes,
beating time with his shalalley, O,
While the chanter with his merry pipes,
struck up a lilt so gaily, O.
Chorus, Hethrum tethrum, etc.
But now the sect so sappy to it got,
they’ll go to sleep without rocking, O,
While the bride's maids fair so bravely prepare
for throwing of the stocking, O.
Dochindorus we’ll have, says Father Quipes,
and kisses the bride genteely, O,
While to wish them fun the merry pipes
struck up a lilt so gaily, O,
Sing, Hethrum tethrum, etc.
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THE RIGS OF BARLEY.
IT was upon a Lammas night,
when corn rigs wave sae bonny,
Beneath the moon’s unclouded light,
I hied away to Annie,
