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GUDE NEWS.
THERE's news, lasses, news,
Gude news I have to tell.
There's a boat fu' o' lads
Come to our town to sell.
The wean wants a cradle,
And the cradle wants a cod,
⟨And⟩ I'll no gang to my bed
Until I get a nod.
Father, quo she, mither, quo' she,
Do what ye can,
I'll now gang to my bed
Till I get a man.
The wean, &c.
I hae as gude a craft rig,
⟨As made⟩ o yird and stane;
As ⟨really⟩ fa' the ⟨leo⟩ crap,
For I maun ull'd again.
The wean, &c.
FINIS.
