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Now all ye men baith far and near,
that have a drunken toutie O,
Duck ye your wives in time o' year,
and I'll lend you the sackie O.

The wife did live for nineteen years,
and was fu' frank and couthie O,
And ever since she got the duck,
she never had a drouthie O.

At last the carline chanc'd to die,
and Tamie did her bury O,
And for the public benefit,
he has gar'd print the curie O.

And this he did her motto make,
"Here lies an honest luckie O,
"Who never left the drinking trade,
"until she got duckie O."

THE PLOUGHMAN'S RANT.

To its own Proper Tune.

The ploughman he's a bonny lad,
and all his work's at leisure,
And when that he comes home at e'en,
he kisses me with pleasure.
Up wi't a' my ploughman lad,
up wi't a' my ploughman,
Of a' the lads that I do know,
commend me to the ploughman.