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So now dispel each moping frown.
And don your most attractive gown:
Your loving husbands can get down
In one short, fleeting hour from town,
While vessels waiting at the quay,
Conduct them swiftly home to tea,
Or to a drop of barley bree,
So certain is the Railway.
Then let us steal a march on time,
Aud echo forth this rauting rhyme,
Which street Rubimi's think sublime,
About the Greenock Railway.

 

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O WHAT WILL A' THE LADS DO?

O what will a' the lads do
When Maggy gangs away?
O what will a' the lads do,
When Maggy gangs away?
There's no a heart in a' the glen
That disna dread the day;
O what will a' the lads do
When Maggy gangs away?

Young Jock has ta'en the hill for't,
A waefu' wight is he;
Poor Harry's ta'en the bed for't,
And laid him down to dee.
And Sandy's gane unto the kirk,
And learning fast to pray;