6 The devil has got the auld wife on his back, (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) And, like a poor pedlar, he's carried his pack; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 7 He's carried her hame to his ain hallan-door: (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) Syne bade her gae in, for a b—h and a w—e ; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 8 Then straight he makes fifty, the pick o' his band, (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) Turn out on her guard in the clap of a hand; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 9 The carline gaed through them like ony wud bear, (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) Whae'er she gat hands on came near her na mair ;' (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 10 A reekit wee devil looks over the wa'; (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) 'Oh, help, master, help, or she'll ruin us a';' (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 11 The devil he swore by the edge o' his knife, (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) He pitied the man that was tied to a wife; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 12 The devil he swore by the kirk and the bell, (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) He was not in wedlock, thank heaven, but in hell; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 13 Then Satan has travell'd again wi' his pack; (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) And to her auld husband he 's carried her back; (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) 14 'I hae been a devil the feck o' my life; (Hey, and the rue grows bonnie wi' thyme,) But ne'er was in hell, till I met wi' a wife ;' (And the thyme it is wither'd, and rue is in prime.) YE JACOBITES BY NAME.1 TUNE- Ye Jacobites by name.' 1 YE Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear; Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear; Ye Jacobites by name, Your fauts I will proclaim, Your doctrines I maun blame You shall hear. 2 What is right and what is wrang, by the law, by the law? What is right and what is wrang by the law? What is right and what is wrang? A short sword and a lang, A weak arm, and a strang For to draw. 3 What makes heroic strife, famed afar, famed afar? What makes heroic strife famed afar? What makes heroic strife? To whet th' assassin's knife, Or hunt a parent's life Wi' bluidię war. 1 Partly old. 4 Then let your schemes alone, in the state, in the state ; Then let your schemes alone in the state; . Then let your schemes alone, Adore the rising sun, And leave a man undone To his fate. WHEN ROSY MAY. TUNE The Gardener wi' his paidle.' The gardener wi' his paidle. 2 The crystal waters gently fa'; 3 When purple morning starts the hare 4 When day, expiring in the west, BANNOCKS O' BARLEY. TUNE- The Killogie.' 1 BANNOCKS o' bear meal, Here's to the Highlandman's Wha in a brulzie Will first cry a parley? The bannocks o' barley. 2 Bannocks o' bear meal, Here's to the lads wi' The bannocks o' barley. Were loyal to Charlie ? The bannocks o' barley. HEE BALOU! TUNE- The Highland Balou.' 1 HEE balou! my sweet wee Donald, Brawlie kens our wanton chief 2 Leeze me on thy bonnie craigie, 3 Through the Lawlands, o'er the border, BONNIE PEG. 1 As I came in by our gate end, 2 Her air sae sweet, and shape complete, 3 Wi' linked hands we took the sands And, oh! that hour and broomy bower, WEE WILLIE GRAY. 1 WEE Willie Gray, and his leather wallet ; Peel a willow-wand to be him boots and jacket; 2 Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet; Twice a lily-flower will be him sark and cravat; Feathers of a flee wad feather up his bonnet, Feathers of a flee wad feather up his bonnet. |