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I laugh to see them come to fairs,
with whalebone stay's it's queer man,
So foolishly they are primpt up,
like sunks upon a mare man.
O gin ye be trig lassie,
O gin ye be trig,
The whalebone keeps their belly back,
and yet it may turn big.
with whalebone stay's it's queer man,
So foolishly they are primpt up,
like sunks upon a mare man.
O gin ye be trig lassie,
O gin ye be trig,
The whalebone keeps their belly back,
and yet it may turn big.
With stamingers into their breasts,
their bubbies they do crush man,
Which makes them jimp about the middle,
and big where ye wad wish man.
O soon ye learn the trade lassie,
O soon ye learn the trade,
About fifteen you are sae keen,
as venture to the bed.
their bubbies they do crush man,
Which makes them jimp about the middle,
and big where ye wad wish man.
O soon ye learn the trade lassie,
O soon ye learn the trade,
About fifteen you are sae keen,
as venture to the bed.
With ribbons rare and other ware,
they're primpet up sae nice man,
They loftily do cock their heads,
even as their docks gat spice man.
O well does thou incline lassie,
O well does thou incline,
To dance the blanket hornpipe,
as minnie did langsyne.
they're primpet up sae nice man,
They loftily do cock their heads,
even as their docks gat spice man.
O well does thou incline lassie,
O well does thou incline,
To dance the blanket hornpipe,
as minnie did langsyne.
Our Ladies now we do not know,
tho' they busk ne'er sae bra' man,
Our servant maids does wear the same,
we think they're ladies a' man.
tho' they busk ne'er sae bra' man,
Our servant maids does wear the same,
we think they're ladies a' man.
