Blind Willie V. Billy Scott

Tune: "Fie, let's away to the Bridal."

Blind Willie, one morning, was singin'
At the sign o' the "Bunch o' Grapes."
Te amuse the folks he was beginnin'
Wi' and Sir Matthew's mistakes.
Sumbody shoots, "Here's Mister Scott cummin!"
Willie instantly wished for te see;
Aw'll tell ye the truth, withoot funnin,
He once half-a-croon gav te me!"

Fal lal, etc.

Willie now thowt they were gamin,
For Mister Scott's cummin seem'd lang.
Till he heard a voice gravely exclaimin,
"Poor Wlliam!- poor blind man!"
Willie bawles oot-"Ye canna deceive me!-
Ye needn't think aw'm se silly;
Aw's not such a feul, ye'll believe me,-
It's not Mister Scott, but Cull Billy!"

Fal lal, etc.

"Blind man, come, don't be so mulish,
If I'm silly, no doubt Im not right;
You for to say that I'm foolish!
Thank God! I'm endued with my sight!"
"But Cull Billy, what browt ye here now?
Nebody can say that it's reet.
Gan away, or aw'll blind ye wi' beer now,
For cummin te myek gam o' maw seet!"

Fal lal, etc.

"You stand on a groundless foundatin,
What else can such as you think?
You indulge yourself in dissipation,
You are both blind and stupid with drink!"
Willie sat an' heard Cull Billy pratting,
Quite heedless tiv a' the abuse:
His hand on his knee he kept clapping-
"Cull Billy's cum fra the madhoose!"

Fal lal, etc.

Billy now turned quite ootrageous,
At Blind Willie's nose tuik a grip:
His haud he suin disengages,
For Willie began hard te kick.
Willie still gav him gree t porvocation,
His raillery still wadn't cease;
Billy went oot wif a vile execration,
Te gan tiv a justice for peace,

Fal lal, etc.

Willie fand hissel reythur twiseted,
His nose was beginnin te bleed;
He wad gan te the Mayor, he insisted,
And let his reet worshipful see'd
Willie oft loodly did grummel-
"The divil brust Cull Billy's bags:
When the aud wife let the pie tummel,
He sat doon an' dined on the flags!"

Fal lal, etc.

Willie tuik a consideration,
He thowt the subject shud drop;
He allowed he'd gi'en provocation,
But further mischief he wad stop.
Te finish the pack, anuther gill he got,
But with an oath he did declare,
The varry first time he saw Billy Scott,
He wad take him before Mister Mayor.

Fal lal, etc.
Thomas Marshall, 1829.