Of all the gay laſses that dance on the green,
’Tis Jenny excels with an air and a mien;
She ſings like a ſyren, ſhe looks like a queen,
She’s the ſweeteſt young beauty my eyes e’er have ſeen.
And a beautiful girl. &c.
Come hither, ſweet Jenny, no longer delay.
Join hands with your Jocky, to church let’s away;
Don’t truſt till to-morrow, be happy to-day,
And gladly the ſummons of Cupid obey
Then love ſhall bleſs Jenny a Jocky,
Then love ſhall bleſs Jenny and Jocky.
GALLA WATER.
Braw, braw lads of Galla-water,
O braw lads of Galla-water,
I’ll kilt my coats aboon my knee:
and follow my love thro’ the water.
Sae ⟨fair⟩ her hair, ſae brent her brow,
ſae bonny blue her een, my deary,
Sae white her teeth, ſae ſweet her mou’,
I aften kiſs her till I’m weary.
O’er yon bank, and o’er yon brae,
o’er yon moſs among the heather,
I’ll kilt my coat aboon my knee.
