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T: PATIE'S WEDDING
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.228-232
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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W: 2.Na, Patie; O wha's tell'd you that?
W:     I think that o' news they've been scanty,
W:   That I should be married sae soon,
W:     Or yet should hae been sae flanty:
W:   I winna be married the year,
W:     Suppose I were courted by twenty;
W:   Sae, Patie, ye need nae mair spier,
W:     For weel a wat I dinna want ye.
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W: 3.Now, Maggy, what maks ye sae sweer?
W:     Is't 'cause that I hae na a mailen?
W:   The lad that has plenty o' gear
W:     Need ne'er want a hauf nor a hale ane.
W:   My dad has a gude grey mare,
W:     And yours has twa cows and a filly?
W:   And that will be plenty o' gear,
W:     Sae, Maggy, be na sae ill-willy.
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W: 4.Indeed, Patie, I dinna ken,
W:     But first ye maun spier at my daddy;
W:   You're as weel born as Ben,
W:     And I canna say but I'm ready:
W:   There's plenty o' yarn on the clues,
W:     To mak me a coat and a jimpy,
W:   And plaiden eneugh to be trews,
W:     Gif I get ye, I shanna scrimp ye.
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W: 5.Now fair fa' ye, my bonny Meg,
W:     I'se let a wee smacky fa' on you;
W:   May my neck be as lang as my leg,
W:     If I be an ill husband to you;
W:   Sae gang your way hame e'now,
W:     Mak ready gin this day fifteen days,
W:   And tell your father the news,
W:     That I'll be his son in great kindness.
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W: 6.It was nae lang after that,
W:     Wha cam to our bigging but Patie,
W:   Weel drest in a braw new coat,
W:     And vow but he thought himsel pretty;
W:   His bannet was little frae new,
W:     In it was a loop and a slitty,
W:   To tie in a ribbon sae blue,
W:     To bab at the neck o' his coaty.
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W: 7.Then Patie cam in wi' a sten',
W:     Said, Peace be here to the bigging.
W:   You're welcome, quo' William, come ben,
W:     Or I wish it may rive frae the rigging:
W:   Now draw in your seat and sit down,
W:     And tell's a' your news in a hurry,
W:   And haste ye, Meg, and be done,
W:     And hing on the pan wi' the berry.
W:
W: 8.Quo' Patie, my news is nae thrang;
W:     Yestreen I was wi' his Honour;
W:   I've ta'en three rigs o' braw land,
W:     And hae bound mysel under a honour:
W:   And now my errand to you
W:     Is for Maggy to help me to labour;
W:   I think ye maun gie's the best cow,
W:     Because that our hadden's but sober.
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W: 9.Weel, now for to help ye through,
W:     I'll be at the cost o' the bridal;
W:   I'se cut the craig o' the ewe
W:     That had amaist died o' the side-ill;
W:   And that will be plenty o' bree,
W:     Sae lang as our weel is nae reisted,
W:   To a' the gude neighbours and we,
W:     And I think we'll no be that ill feasted.
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W:10.Quo' Patie, O that'll do weel,
W:     And I'll gie you brose i' the morning,
W:   O' kail that was made yestreen,
W:     For I like them best in the forenoon.
W:   Sae Tam, the piper, did play,
W:     And ilka ane danc'd that was willing,
W:   And a' the lave they ranked through,
W:     And they held the stoupy ay filling.
W:
W:11.The auld wives sat and they chew'd;
W:     And when that the carles grew nappy,
W:   They danc'd as weel as they dow'd,
W:     Wi' a crack o' their thumbs, and a kappie.
W:   The lad that wore the white band,
W:     I think they ca'd him Jamie Mather,
W:   And he took the bride by the hand,
W:     And cry'd to play up Maggie Lauder.
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