JOCKY SAID TO JEANY. Jocky said to Jeany, Jeany, wilt thou do't? I hae gowd and gear, I hae land enough, I hae a good ha' house, a barn and a byre, Jeany said to Jocky, Gin ye winna tell, JENNY DANG THE WEAVER As I cam in by Fisherrow, And courtit wi' my deerie. Had Jenny's apron bidden down The kirk wad ne'er hae ken'd it; But now the word 's gane thro' the town, The devil canna mend it. Jenny lap, and Jenny flang, Jenny dang the weaver; The piper played as Jenny sprang, And aye she dang the weaver. AS I WENT OUT AE MAY MORNING. | We'll pass ye 'neath the claymore's shear, As I went out ae May morning, Ae May morning it happened to be, O there I saw a very bonnie lass Come linkin' o'er the lea to me. And O she was a weel-faud lass, Sweet as the flower sae newly sprung; I said, fair maid, an' ye fancy me, When she laughing said, I am too young. To be your bride I am too young, And far our proud to be your loon; This is the merry month of May, But I'll be aulder, Sir, in June. The hawthorns flourished fresh and fair, And o'er our heads the small birds sing, And never a word the lassie said, But, gentle Sir, I am too young. THE WEE, WEE GERMAN LAIRDIE. WHA the deil hae we gotten for a king, He was delving in his yardie: This wee, wee German lairdie. And he's clapt down in our gudeman's chair, Come up amang our Highland hills, Thou wee, wee German lairdie, And see the Stuart's lang-kail thrive We dibbled in our yardie: And if a stock ye dare to pu', Or haud the yoking o' a plough, We'll break your sceptre o'er your mou', Thou wee bit German lairdie. Our hills are steep, our glens are deep, Thou feckless German lairdie! |