GALLOWGATE BATHS

TEUN-The Lankishore Lass."

THOR'S a scene amang steam, an' the weshorwife'scream,
That's heard ivry day i' the Gallowgate Wesh-hoose,
An' ye'd fancy yor-sel i' the world 0' dreams,
If ye once had a glimpse 0' the Gallowgate Baths,
For the wivesa' there-they heh ne care,
But te clean the claes that's dorty there,
An' they a' seem equal te thor share
0' the wark at the Gallowgate Baths.

Kortis.

An' they'll chatan' they'll sing,
An'they'l scrub an' they'l ring,
Byeth gud-Iuckin lasses an' wives sethrifty,
They'll poss an' they'll boil,
An' they'll cheerily toil, Frae morning te neet at the Gallowgate Baths.

Ye'll forst see the man that keeps a' the steam gawn,
As blithe as a king, luckin eftor the boilers,
An' he's willin te did, for he knaws that he can,
He's a real canny chep at the Gallowgate Baths;
The complaints ye hear, they cawse such fun,
Such as, "Marcy me I Jack's draw'rs is deun,
Byeth dishcloot an' tool they've been, but seun
They mun bid thor gud-bye te the Baths!"

Says Mary, "Bliss me! yor a weshorwife tee,
Yor swettin, but beer myeks the swet cum oat, lass,
When aw wes a lass aw wes varry like ye,
l' them days we'd nowt like the Gallowgate Baths;
But there's Mally Scott rung her claes afore me,
An' it wassent her turn,-what a hussy is she,
But the forst time that ivor aw get on the spree,
Aw'l! myek her rue gawn te the Baths!"

Says Nanny, "Aw's frighten'd me claes is run short,"
An' she thinks tiv her-sel that she'll mind the mang'il,
Then anuther poor sowl wiv her feelins hurt,
Myeks a doleful lament at the Gallowgate Baths,"
War Geordey's laps thor wore clean throo,
An' it's not lang since the shart wes new,"
Tho he sweers it's wind that's blawn them throo,
She blisses him weel at the Baths!

Says Nelly, "Thor's sumbody gyen wi' me soap,
That 'ill spoil us noo for a full day's weshin,
But if thor in arnist aw only hope
We'll see them ne mair at the Gallowgate Baths!"
"Gud grayshus I" cries Peggy; "me man's clean adrift,
Tho aw did what aw cud te give him a lift,
For wi' maw shimmee he's myekin a shift,
His shart's at the Gallowgate Baths!"

Source: Joe Wilson,(author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890