Robert Burns - How To Know Him by William Allan Neilson
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O, Jenny's a' weet, poor body; [all wet]
Jenny's seldom dry; She draigl't a' her petticoatie, Comin' thro' the rye. THE DEUK'S DANG O'ER MY DADDIE The bairns gat out wi' an unco shout, [children, surprising] The deuk's dang o'er my daddie, O! [duck has knocked] The fient ma care, quo' the feirie auld wife, [devil may, lusty] He was but a paidlin body, O! [tottering creature] He paidles out, and he paidles in, An' he paidles late and early, O; This seven lang years I hae lien by his side, An' he is but a fusionless carlie, O. [pithless old fellow] O, haud your tongue, my feirie auld wife, [hold] O, haud your tongue now, Nansie, O: I've seen the day, and sae hae ye, Ye wad na been sae donsie, O; [would not have, testy] I've seen the day ye butter'd my brose, [oatmeal and hot water] And cuddl'd me late and earlie, O; But downa-do's come o'er me now, [cannot-do is] And, oh, I find it sairly, O! [feel it sorely] WHA IS THAT AT MY BOWER DOOR? 'Wha is that at my bower door?' |
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