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And muckle thought they o' us a',Especially of our gill stoups.Hey the bonny, &c.
SPOKEN.
When I ga'd in, there was a swatch o' auld wives sitting round a table eating roasted herring, and drinking whisky and cap, and I think they ca'd it Papin: there they were at it, each of them took sican a devil o' a slough o't, that before ever they kenn'd what they were about, they began singing
Hey the bonny, &c.
The prize it was baith cheap and good,The folks were a' in glorious mood;The sangs ga'd round, and was sae loud,By fuddling out our gill stoups.
A bonny lassie got the prize,And joy was seen sparkling in her eyes;Yet muckle she did me surprise,—She emptied out her gill stoops.Hey the bonny, &c.
SPOKEN.
When I ga'd in, there she was sitting in the lam neuk, wi' a cutty pipe in her cheek, no the length o' her thumb, and as black as the very devil; when I said, Jenny, rise up and pay the
