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He gript the lassie by the middle jimp,
Laid her against the wa'.
With his, &c.
O kind sir, she said, be civil,
For you will waken my dada.
With your, &c.
He never minded what she said,
But carried on his stroke,
With his, &c.
Till he got his job done,
Then he began to joke,
With his, &c.
Have you got ony dogs about the house,
Or ony cats ava,
With his, &c.
For I’m fear'd they'll cut my meal pocks,
Throw them against the wa',
With a, &c.
O deil tak your meal pocks,
My maidenhead's awa,
With your, &c.
The lassie she got up again,
Three hours before 'twas day,
With a, &c.
For to gie the beggar hansel
Before he went awa,
With his, &c.
