(3) and are you ſure the news is true, Little Cocky-Bendy. Wat ye wha's in yon town, The barber and his basen. The Bonny Lass o' Patie's Mill; The Free & Accepted Mason.. - Dirum, &c. On Etrick banks ae Simmer's night, The cliffy rocks in view, man; Kath'rine Ogie got a fright, 'Mang Sootland's bells ſae blue, man. O waly, waly up yon wood, And down by bonny Yarrow; The lassie lost her ſilken ſnood, Wi' Willie, her winsome marrow.-Dir. Stately ſtapt he east the wa', The Lad I darena name, man. Down the burn Davie Love, W?' Jessie o' Dumblane, man. In winter when the rain rain'd cauld, Will brew'd a peck o' mant, man; John Anderson ye're growing auld, Pit a ſheep's head i' the pat, man.-Dir,&c. The tailor cam to clout the ciaise, Upon a Lammas night, man, Which caus'd the battle o' the fleas, And Thew'd M.Craw's great might, man. John Tamson at the key hole keeks, My wife's a wanton pauky: She's clouting Johnny's grey breeks, And Bess ſhe's but a gawkie. Dirum, &c.
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