Hinny, Dinnet Cry

TEUN-" Spanish Fandango Walse."

THOR tellin tyels 0' me, me luv, but dinnet thoo beleeve,
De ye think that aw wad try te win yor heart, an' then disseve?
Oh no, aw'd rethur welcum deeth, an'bid the world gud-bye,
Then harm ye wiv a single breeth, so hinny, dinnet cry!

Korus.

TEUN-" The Hurdy-Gurdy Lad!"

So, hinny, dinnet cry, or ye'll spoil them eyes se bonny,
Ay, hinny, dinnet cry, an' ye munnit luck se sad;
For iv a' the lasses that thor is, aw like ye best ov any,
So ye munnit fall oot wi' me, me pet, or ye'll myek us varry bad!

They say aw court anuther lass the time aw gan wi' ye,
But spite 'ill myek them say such things, te turn yor heart frae me.
Upon me oath-aw's true as steel, aw'd scorn te tell a lee;
Is maw word not as gud as theirs? can ye not trust i' mer

So wipe yor eye-an' dinnet cry, or let the reed-rose fade
Frae off yor cheek-te hey i' place the lily's deeth-like shade;
Cheer up, maw pett-the past forget, an' dry away the tears,
An' let yor sweet aud-fashun'd smile dispel yor jillis fears!

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

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