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Gif they should nick you wi’ this trick,
Ne’er break your heart and a' that;
Just glowr about, you'll find ane out,
Will ease your pain and a’ that.
And a' that, and a‘ that,
Your sighs and sabs, and a‘ that;
Sae never pine about a quean,
There’s plenty yet for a’ that!
He is a fool wha maks’t a rule
Ne’er for to wed and ⟨a'⟩ that,
Whan ance a lass to him proves fause,
But taks to bed and a’ that.
And a' that, and a' that,—
Nae doctor’s drugs and a' that,
Will ever prove a cure for love,
Like kiss again and a' that!
Gif I can find ane to my mind,
My heart and hand and a‘ that,
Te her I’ll gie baith frank and free,—
They’re my delight for a' that;
For a‘ that, and a’ that;
They’re dear to me for a‘ that ;
I loo them still, and ever will,
Tho’ ane did jilt and a‘ that.
DAINTIE DAVIE.
The lasses fain wad hae frae me
A sang to keep them a' in glee,
While ne’er a ane I hae to gie,
But only Daintie Davie.
