Willie Winkie and Other Songs and Poems By William Miller: Edited, with an Introduction by Robert Ford |
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Sung on the night of the 13th April, 1872, in No. 4 Ark Lane, in the imagined presence of James Ballantine, Edinburgh.
Frien'ship promised months afore,
That some night 'twad hae a splore,
Wi' a sangster to the core,
Y'clept in Edin., Jamie.
Kings hae drank in Embro' toon,
Bottle lords hae slidden doon,
Poets wi' the laurel croon
Hae boozed in Edin., Jamie.
That some night 'twad hae a splore,
Wi' a sangster to the core,
Y'clept in Edin., Jamie.
Kings hae drank in Embro' toon,
Bottle lords hae slidden doon,
Poets wi' the laurel croon
Hae boozed in Edin., Jamie.
Wha wad sit out owre a mug,
Toom as is a collie's lug;
Lassie, fill a reamin' jug,
Till I drink health to Jamie.
Glass to glass, an' knee to knee,
Heart to heart, an' e'e to e'e;
There's my han', to thine and thee,
Dear Scotia's minstrel, Jamie.
Toom as is a collie's lug;
Lassie, fill a reamin' jug,
Till I drink health to Jamie.
Glass to glass, an' knee to knee,
Heart to heart, an' e'e to e'e;
There's my han', to thine and thee,
Dear Scotia's minstrel, Jamie.
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I maun hae my say, an' I
Will be neither dowf nor dry;
Up my bonnet cock-laft high,
While sittin' wi' you, Jamie.
Seldom meet sic twa as we,
Aged though a thocht we be;
Let the youngsters sing an' lea'
Sic sangs as we'll leave, Jamie.
Will be neither dowf nor dry;
Up my bonnet cock-laft high,
While sittin' wi' you, Jamie.
Seldom meet sic twa as we,
Aged though a thocht we be;
Let the youngsters sing an' lea'
Sic sangs as we'll leave, Jamie.
Weel I mind, in bygane days,
How my heart leaped at thy praise;
Ithers sneer'd “Cock Robin lays,”
Ye roused them, manly Jamie.
Tids o' sang, how sweet ye be!
Chasin' Care wi' canty glee;
While I sing o' thine and thee,
Dear, kindly-hearted Jamie.
How my heart leaped at thy praise;
Ithers sneer'd “Cock Robin lays,”
Ye roused them, manly Jamie.
Tids o' sang, how sweet ye be!
Chasin' Care wi' canty glee;
While I sing o' thine and thee,
Dear, kindly-hearted Jamie.
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