The Book of Scottish Song/Hey, Jenny

Hey, Jenny.

[This song, to the old tune of "Hey, Jenny, com' down to Jock, has been introduced with success on the Edinburgh stage. It is slightly altered and abridged from the copy which appears in Herd's collection of 1776.]

Jockie he came here to woo,
Wi' tartan plaid, and bonnet blue,
And Jenny pat on her best array,
When she heard that Jocky had come that way.
Jenny she gaed up the stair;
For Jenny was blate afore unco folk;
And aye sae loud as her mither did rare,
"Hey, Jenny, come down to Jock."

Jenny she came down the stair,
And she cam' bobbin' and beckin' ben;
Her stays they were laced, and her wast it was jimp,
And a braw new-made manco gown.
Jockie took her by the hand
"O, Jenny! can ye fancy me?
My father's dead, and has left me some land,
And braw houses twa or three—

And I will gi'e them a' to thee."
"A haith!" quo' Jenny, "I fear you mock."
"Then, foul fa' me, gin I scorn thee;
If ye'll be my Jenny, I'll be your Jock."
Jenny she gaed up the gate,
Wi' a green gown as side as her smock;
And aye sae loud as her mither did rair
"Vow, sirs! hasna Jenny got Jock!"

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