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THE LANG COORTIN'.
And they have taen a kerchief,
Casted their kevils[1] in,
For wha should tae the parlour gae,
And stay that deadlie din.
When on that boy the kevil fell
To stay the fearsome noise,
"Gae in," they cried, "whate'er betide,
Thou prince of button-boys!"
Syne, he has taen a supple cane
To beat that dog sae fat:
The doggie yowled, the doggie howled
The louder aye for that.
Syne, he has taen a mutton-bane—
The doggie hushed his noise,
And followed doon the kitchen stair
That prince of button-boys!
- ↑ Kevils, lots. A method of deciding on a course of action, which was probably most popular with those who could not afford to keep a popinjay.
