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I'll clout your hoſe and sky your ſhoon
And if you chance to have a ſon,
I'll make him lord when all is done.
If you will marry me my deary O.
Your clouted hoſe I cannot wear,
And you mended ſhoes I can't endure,
As for you lordſhip it is not ſure
And you ſhall never be my deary O.
I am a lord of high renown.
Great Argyle when I come to town.
Since my blue bonnet has fallen down,
You ſhall never be my deary O.
De'il pick out your twa black een,
I wiſh your face I had never ſeen,
You are but a proud and ſaucy queen,
And you ſhall never qe my deary O.
O pardon, pardon, Argyle allow,
For what I've done in ſaying ſo,
To the Highland hills with you I'll go,
And I long to be your deary O
There's not a whore in all London town,
Shall e'er ſet a foot on Campbell's ground
I am ſomething related to the crown,
And you ſhall never be my deary O.
I am a noble lord of high renown,
⟨I⟩ am great Argyle when I come to town
While drums do beat and trumpets ſound
You ſhall never be my deary O.
And if you chance to have a ſon,
I'll make him lord when all is done.
If you will marry me my deary O.
Your clouted hoſe I cannot wear,
And you mended ſhoes I can't endure,
As for you lordſhip it is not ſure
And you ſhall never be my deary O.
I am a lord of high renown.
Great Argyle when I come to town.
Since my blue bonnet has fallen down,
You ſhall never be my deary O.
De'il pick out your twa black een,
I wiſh your face I had never ſeen,
You are but a proud and ſaucy queen,
And you ſhall never qe my deary O.
O pardon, pardon, Argyle allow,
For what I've done in ſaying ſo,
To the Highland hills with you I'll go,
And I long to be your deary O
There's not a whore in all London town,
Shall e'er ſet a foot on Campbell's ground
I am ſomething related to the crown,
And you ſhall never be my deary O.
I am a noble lord of high renown,
⟨I⟩ am great Argyle when I come to town
While drums do beat and trumpets ſound
You ſhall never be my deary O.
