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the braw wooer

tune—“the lothian ssie”

st ay, a braw wooer ca doun the ng glen,

and sair wi&039; his love he did deave ;

i said, there was naethg i hated like n—

the deuce gae wi&039;, to believe , believe ;

the deuce gae wi&039; to believe

he spak o&039; the darts y bonie bck e&039;en,

and vow&039;d for y love he was die,

i said, he ight die when he liked for jean—

the lord fie for lie, for lie;

the lord fie for lie!

a weel-stocked ailen, hisel&039; for the ird,

and arria aff-hand, were his proffers;

i never loot on that i kenn&039;d it, or car&039;d;

but thought i ight hae waur offers, waur offers;

but thought i ight hae waur offers

but what wad ye thk?— a fortnight or less—

the deil tak his taste to gae near her!

he up the gate-sck to y bck , bess—

guess ye how, the jad! i uld bear her, uld bear her;

guess ye how, the jad! i uld bear her

but a&039; the niest week, as i petted wi&039; care,

i gaed to the tryst o&039; dalgarnock;

but wha but y fe fickle wooer was there,

i glowr&039;d as i&039;d seen a warlock, a warlock,

i glowr&039;d as i&039;d seen a warlock

but owre y left shouther i gae hi a blk,

lest neibours ight say i was saucy;

y wooer he caper&039;d as he&039;d been drk,

and vow&039;d i was his dear ssie, dear ssie,

and vow&039;d i was his dear ssie

i spier&039;d for y fu&039; uthy and sweet,

g she had rever&039;d her hear&039;,

and how her new shoon fit her auld schachl&039;t feet,

but heavens! how he fell a swear, a swear,

but heavens! how he fell a swear

he begd, for gudesake, i wad be his wife,

or else i wad kill hi wi&039; rrow;

e&039;en to preserve the poor body life,

i thk i aun wed hi to-orrow, to-orrow;

i thk i aun wed hi to-orrow