Volume 5 — A Scotch Song, the Words by Mr. Peter Noble, Set by Mr. John Wilford.
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BONNY Scottish Lads that keens me weel, Lith ye what, ye what good Luck Ise fun; Moggey is mine own in spight o’th’ De’el, I alone her Heart has won: Near St. Andrew’s Kirk in London Town, There Ise, Ise met my Dearest Joy; Shinening in her Silken Hued and Gown, But ne’er ack, ne’er ack she prov’d not Coy. Then after many Compliments, Streight we gang’d into the Kirk; There full weel she tuck the documents, And flang me many pleasing Smirk: Weel I weat that I have gear enough, She’s have a Yode to ride ont; She’s neither drive the Swine, nor the Plough, Whatever does betide ont.
