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BAD LUCK TO THE PENNY.
WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie,
What can a young lassie do wi’ an auld man!
Bad luck on the penny, that tempted my minnie
To sell her poor Jenny for siller and lan’!
Bad luck on the penny, that tempted my minnie, etc.
He's always compleein' frae mornin' to e’enin’,
He hofts and he hirples the weary day lang;
He’s doy’lt and he’s dozin, his blude it is frozen,
O dreary’s the night wi’ a crazy auld man! Bad, etc.
He hums and he hankers, he frets and he cankers,
I never can please him, do a’ that I can;
He’s peevish, and jealous of a' the young fellows,
O, dole on the day I met wi’ an auld man. Bad, etc.
My auld auntie Katie, upo’ me taks pity,
I’ll do my endeavour to follow her plan;
I’ll cross, him and wreck him until I heart-break him,
And then his auld brass will buy me a new pan. etc.
THE NEAT LITTLE COTTAGE.
My Mam is no more, and my Dad’s in his grave,
Little orphans are sister and I, sadly poor:
Industry our wealth, and no dwelling we have,
But you neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
The lark’s early song docs to labour invite,
Contented, we just keep the wolf from the door;
And Phœbus retiring, trips home with delight,
To our neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
Our meals are but homely mirth sweetens the cheer,
Affection's our inmate, the guest we adore:
And heart-ease and health make a palace appear
Of our neat little cottage that stands on the moor.
G L A S G O W,
Printed by J. and M. Robertson, (No. 20.) Saltmarket,
1809.
