Life and Songs of the Baroness Nairne With a Memoir and Poems of Caroline Oliphant the Younger: Edited by the Rev. Charles Rogers ... With a Portrait and Other Illustrations |
DUNCAN GRAY. |
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DUNCAN GRAY.
Duncan Gray cam' here to woo,
A' but the wordin' o't;
He could scrape and he cou'd boo,
Mum was the burden o't,
Mony hums and mony heys,
Thumbs he twirl'd twenty ways,
But a sound he cou'd na raise,
Mum was the burden o't.
A' but the wordin' o't;
He could scrape and he cou'd boo,
Mum was the burden o't,
Mony hums and mony heys,
Thumbs he twirl'd twenty ways,
But a sound he cou'd na raise,
Mum was the burden o't.
Meg was blythe an' Meg was braw,
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
She had scorned ane or twa,
And ne'er tuik the maen for't.
“Dummy lad, now ye'll can spae,
Tell me wha for life I'll hae?”
He has written Duncan Gray;
Fair fa' the wordin' o't.
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
She had scorned ane or twa,
And ne'er tuik the maen for't.
“Dummy lad, now ye'll can spae,
Tell me wha for life I'll hae?”
He has written Duncan Gray;
Fair fa' the wordin' o't.
Meg bethought her it was time,
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
Dearth o' words it was nae crime,
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
Duncan yellow gowd cou'd tell,
Walth had he o' maut an' meal,
She would find the words hersel',
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't.
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
Dearth o' words it was nae crime,
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't;
Duncan yellow gowd cou'd tell,
Walth had he o' maut an' meal,
She would find the words hersel',
Hech, hey, the wooin' o't.
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