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But I being young and in my prime,
Kissing then I thought no crime:
But my stays are turn’d strait they’ll not meetmebyaspan
And all for the oxtering my laddie sae lang.
My laddie sae lang, &c.
When first my stays began to turn strait,
I went to my laddie and told him that;
He said they’d got rain, and had creepen in,
No, says she, my laddie, that’s not the thing,
That’s not the thing, &c.
First when my stays I began for to wear,
Neither kirk nor session I did fear;
With ruffles and ribbons and every thing bra’,
That few thought I’d oxter'd my laddie at a’,
My laddie, at a’, &c.
My love was so handsome in every degree,
His comely looks so enshared me;
But my belly’s turn’d big, & my heart’s full of care,
And I’ll ne’er oxter my laddie nae mair.
My laddie nae mair, &c.
My daddie is like to be my dead,
For losing of my maiden-head,
With a rock and a reel my minnie does me bang,
And all for the oxtering my laddie sae lang.
My laddie sae lang, &c.
My sister daily frowns on me,
For losing my virginity;
My sister calls me whore and jade.
And all for the oxtering my bonny lad.
My bonny lad, &c.
But if my sweet babe it was born,
My parents ne’er shall hold me in scorn,
For all their frowns I would disdain.
In hopes for to oxter my laddie again. My laddie &c.
I will never grudge what I have done,
Since my first born is a son,
With the pan, & the spoon he well foster’d shall be,
And the daddie of him for to oxter me. To oxter &c.
