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OXTER MY LADDIE.
First, when my laddie and I did meet,
He treated me with kiſſes ſo ſweet;
It was low down in the meadows ſo green,
I oxter'd my laddie where we were not ſeen
Where we were not ſeen,
Where we were not ſeen,
I oxter'd my laddie where we were not ſeen.
But I being young, and in my prime,
Kiſſing then I thought no crime;
But my ſtays are turn'd ſtrait, they'll not meet by a ſpan,
And it's a' for the oxtering my laddie ſae lang, &c.
When firſt my ſtays began to turn ſtrait
I went to my laiddie and told him that
He ſaid they'd get rain, and had cripen in.
No, ſays ſhe, my laddie, that's not the thing, &c.
Firſt, when my ſtays I began for to wear.
Neither the Kirk nor Seſſion I did fear;
