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Jockie Lad an' Ye wa'd steal me.

Jockie came the other morning,
O! says Katie are ye scorning;
Do ye really think to try me;
Jockie, lad, I'll ne'er deny ye.
CHORUS.
Jockie, lad, an' ye wa'd steal me,
I wa'd surely burn my wheelie,
My bonny Jock, an' ye wa'd steal me.
Jockie, &c.

Before he kist me, his mouth he dighted,
Lang ere that he did effect it,
My mother wi' the Iron poker,
She came out o'er my stern quarter.
Jockie, &c.

Sit ye down ye idle hussie,
To your wheelie and be bussie;
If I find you idle Katie,
I will thump your rumple neatly.
Jockie, &c.

But ay since sine I do repent it,
And sair my heart does now relent,