Six excellant (sic) new songs (1)/Tweed Side
For other versions of this work, see Tweedside (Unknown).
TWEED SIDE,
What beauties does Flora disclose,
How sweet are her smiles upon tweed,
Yet Mary's still sweeter than those,
Both nature and fancy exceed.
No daisy nor sweet blushing rose.
Nor all the gay flow'rs of the field,
Nor tweed gliding gently thro' those,
Such beauty and pleasure does yield.
Say charmer where do thy flocks stray,
O tell me at noon where they feed,
Shall I seek them on sweet winding tay
Or the pleasanter banks upon tweed.
How sweet are her smiles upon tweed,
Yet Mary's still sweeter than those,
Both nature and fancy exceed.
No daisy nor sweet blushing rose.
Nor all the gay flow'rs of the field,
Nor tweed gliding gently thro' those,
Such beauty and pleasure does yield.
Say charmer where do thy flocks stray,
O tell me at noon where they feed,
Shall I seek them on sweet winding tay
Or the pleasanter banks upon tweed.
FALKIRK:
Printed by R. Taylor 1826.