To see thee in anither's arms, "Twad be my dead, that will be seen, But Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine, HERE'S HIS HEALTH IN WATER! TUNE "THE JOB OF JOURNEY-WORK." LTHOUGH my back be at the wa', O! wae gae by his wanton sides, 214 AS DOWN THE BURN THEY TOOK THEIR WAY. IS down the burn they took their way, With "Mary, when shall we return, Quoth Mary, "Love, I like the burn, LADY ONLIE. TUNE "RUFFIAN'S RANT." THE lads o' Thornie-bank, When they gae to the shore o' Bucky, Wi' Lady Onlie, honest Lucky! Brews good ale at shore o' Bucky; Her house sae bien, her curch sae clean, And cheerlie blinks the ingle-gleed Brews gude ale at shore o' Bucky; AS I WAS A WANDERING. TUNE "RINN MEUDIAL MO MHEALLADH.' SI was a wand'ring ae midsummer e'enin', The pipers and youngsters were making their game; Amang them I spied my faithless fause lover, Which bled a' the wounds o' my dolour again. Weel, since he has left me, may pleasure gae wi' him; I may be distress'd, but I winna complain; I flatter my fancy I may get anither, My heart it shall never be broken for ane. I could na get sleeping till dawin for greetin', Although he has left me for greed o' the siller, Weel, since he has left me, may pleasure gae wi' him, I may be distress'd, but I winna complain; I flatter my fancy I may get anither, My heart it shall never be broken for ane. BANNOCKS O' BARLEY. TUNE "THE KILLOGIE." ANNOCKS o' bear meal, Here's to the Highlandman's Wha in a brulzie Will first cry a parley? The bannocks o' barley. Bannocks o' bear meal, Bannocks o' barley; The bannocks o' barley. OUR THRISSLES FLOURISHED FRESH AND FAIR. TUNE—“ AWA, WHIGS, AWA." CHORUS. WA, Whigs, awa! Awa, Whigs, awa! Ye're but a pack o' traitor louns, OUR thrissles flourish'd fresh and fair, Our ancient crown's fa'n in the dust- Our sad decay in Church and State The Whigs came o'er us for a curse, Grim vengeance lang has ta'en a nap, |