Legal & Other Lyrics By George Outram: Containing a number of new pieces & fifteen illustrations by Edward J. Sullivan |
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SOUMIN AN' ROUMIN
“Where divers heritors have a common pasturage in one commonty,
no part whereof is ever ploughed, the said common
pasturage may be soumed and roumed, that all the soums the
whole commonty can hold may be determined and proportioned
to each roum having the common pasturage, according to the
holding of that roum.”—Case of the Laird of Drumalzier,
Stair's Decisions, ii. 678.
My Grannie!—she was a worthy auld woman;
She keepit three geese an' a cow on a common.
Puir body!—she sune made her fu' purse a toom ane,
By raising a Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin—
By raising a Process o' Soumin an' Roumin.
She keepit three geese an' a cow on a common.
Puir body!—she sune made her fu' purse a toom ane,
By raising a Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin—
By raising a Process o' Soumin an' Roumin.
A young writer lad put it into her head;
He gied himsel' out for a dab at the trade—
For guidin'a plea, or a proof, quite uncommon,
And a terrible fellow at Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
He gied himsel' out for a dab at the trade—
For guidin'a plea, or a proof, quite uncommon,
And a terrible fellow at Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
He took her three geese to get it begun,
And he needit her cow to carry it on,
Syne she gied him her band for the cost that was comin',
And on went the Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
And he needit her cow to carry it on,
Syne she gied him her band for the cost that was comin',
And on went the Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
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My Grannie she grieved, and my Grannie she graned,
As she paid a wa'ilk honest groat she had hained;
She sat in her elbow chair, glow'rin' and gloomin'—
Speakin' o' naething but Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
As she paid a wa'ilk honest groat she had hained;
She sat in her elbow chair, glow'rin' and gloomin'—
Speakin' o' naething but Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
She caredna for meat, and she caredna for drink—
By night or by day she could ne'er sleep a wink;
“O Lord, pity me, for a wicked auld woman!
It's a sair dispen sation this Soumin an' Roumin.”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
By night or by day she could ne'er sleep a wink;
“O Lord, pity me, for a wicked auld woman!
It's a sair dispen sation this Soumin an' Roumin.”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
In vain did the writer lad promise success—
Speak of Interim Decrees, and final redress;
In vain did he tell her that judgment was comin'—
“Its a judgment already this Soumin an' Roumin!”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
Speak of Interim Decrees, and final redress;
In vain did he tell her that judgment was comin'—
“Its a judgment already this Soumin an' Roumin!”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
The Doctor was sent for-but what could he say;
He allowed the complaint to be out o' his way;
The Priest spak' o' Job—said to suffer was human—
But she said “Job kent naething o' Soumin an' Roumin.”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
He allowed the complaint to be out o' his way;
The Priest spak' o' Job—said to suffer was human—
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Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
The Priest tried to read, and the Priest tried to pray,
But she wadna attend to ae word that he'd say;
She made a bad end for sae guid an auld woman—
Her death-rattle sounded like “Soumin an' Roumin,”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
But she wadna attend to ae word that he'd say;
She made a bad end for sae guid an auld woman—
Her death-rattle sounded like “Soumin an' Roumin,”
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
I'm Executor—heir-male—o' line—an' provision,—
An' the writer lad says that he'll manage the seisin;
But of a' the Estate, there's naething forth-comin',
But a guid-ganin' Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
An' the writer lad says that he'll manage the seisin;
But of a' the Estate, there's naething forth-comin',
But a guid-ganin' Process o' Soumin an' Roumin,
Soumin an' Roumin, &c.
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