The Bodleian collection at Oxford has another version. The last 2 verses are closer to what the Corries sang: I WISH MY GRANNY SAW YE. I am Johnny Raw, a civil chiel, I was reared up in the country, Nae doubt ye winna ken me weel, I'm a' th' way frae Fintry. Altho' I'm boosey yet I'm fly, Among the lasses I'm a pry, And after me they a' do cry, I wish my granny saw ye. CHORUS: Tut's gae awa, ye mean tae blaw, I ken ye're up to a thing or twa Is sure as death, I'm Johnny Raw, I wish my granny saw ye. I woo'd a lass a gie lang time, She was a carter's dochter, At length I thought I'd mak' her mine The wedding dress I bought her. Says I, my lass, noo be sincere, So name the day and be my dear, She laughed and whisper'd in my ear, I wish my granny saw ye. Yestreen I strolled in Argyle Street, When a lady said, do please, sir, Will you hold my little baby sweet, I'm feared the crowd will squeeze her. I took the bairn, and said I would, I like to do the ladies good; She said as we pushed through the crowd I wish my granny saw ye. As we were pushing thro' the crowd, Somehow I missed the lady, Quite wonder-strucken there I stood, She had left me with the baby! But where she went I could not learn, As in my arms I held the bairn; The folk cried, John, you've got your fare, I wish my granny saw ye. The folks a' gathered round abou', And laughed at my condition, Till up came twa policemen stout, And took me to the station; To laugh at me they a' began, And said I was a lucky man To get a wean made to my han', I wish my granny saw ye. Before the Balie's the next day I made my simple statement, How the lady run away, And left me with the infant; At length the Bailie he did say, You and the child may go away, Find a nurse and for it pay, So wish my granny saw ye.
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