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GIE MY LOVE BROSE cho: O gie my love brose, lasses; O gie my love brose' and butter, For nane in Carrick wi' him Can gie a cunt its supper. Jenny sits up i' the laft, Jockie wad fain a been at her; But there cam a wind out o the west Made a' the winnocks to clatter, The laverock lo'es the grass, The paetrick lo'es the stibble: And hey, for the gardiner lad, To gully awa wi' his dibble! My daddie sent me to the hill To pu' my minnie some heather; An drive it in your fill, Ye're welcome to the leather. The Mouse is a merry wee beast, The Moudiewart wants the een; And O, for a touch o' the thing I had in my nieve yestreen. We a' were fou yestreen, The night shall be its brither; And hey, for a roaring pin To nail twa wames the gither! Collected (?) by Robert Burns See notes on BROSE2 @Scottish @bawdy filename[ BROSE1 TUNE FILE: MADMOLL CLICK TO PLAY ARB |
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