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T: TAK YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.158-161
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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L: 1/8
K: Bm
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B | d> e d2 zf | e> d c2 zc |
w: In win-ter, when the rain rain'd cauld, And
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w: frost and snaw on il-ka hill, And
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w: Bo-reas, wi' his blasts sae bauld, Was
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w: threat'-ning a' our kye to kill. Then Bell my
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w: wife, wha loes na strife, She said to me, right
d> e f2 ze | d> d d3 d | e> f
w: has-ti-ly, Get up, gued-man, save Crum-my's
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w: life, And tak* your* auld cloak a-bout* ye.
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W:2.My Crummy is a usefu' cow,
W:    And she has come of a good kin';
W:  Aft has she wet the bairns mou',
W:    And I am laith that she should tine,
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W:  Get up, gudeman, it is fu' time;
W:    The sun shines in the lift sae hie:
W:  Sloth never made a gracious end,
W:    Gae tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:3.My cloak was ance a gude grey cloak,
W:    When it was fitting for my wear;
W:  But now its scantly worth a groat,
W:    For I hae worn't this thretty year.
W:  Let's spend the gear that we hae won;
W:    We little ken the day we'll die;
W:  Then I'll be proud, since I hae sworn
W:    To hae a new cloak about me.
W:
W:4.In days when our king Robert rang,
W:    His trews they cost but half a crown;
W:  He said they were a groat owre dear,
W:    And ca'd the tailor thief and loun.
W:  He was the king that wore a crown,
W:    And thou a man o' low degree;
W:  It's pride puts a' the country down,
W:    Sae tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:5.Ev'ry land has its ain laugh,
W:    Ilk kind o' corn has its ain hool,
W:  I think the warld is a' run wrang,
W:    When ilka wife her man wad rule:
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W:  Do ye not see Rob, Jock, and Hab,
W:    How they are girded gallantly?
W:  While I sit hurklin in the ase;
W:    I'll hae a new cloak about me,
W:
W:6.Gudeman, I wat it's thretty years
W:    Since we did ane anither ken,
W:  And we hae had, between us twa,
W:    O' lads and bonny lasses ten;
W:  Now they are women grown and men,
W:    I wish and pray, weel may they be;
W:  And if you prove a good husband,
W:    E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:7.Bell my wife, she loes na strife,
W:    But she wad guide me if she can;
W:  And to maintain an easy life,
W:    I aft maun yield, though I'm gudeman,
W:  Nought's to be won at woman's hand,
W:    Unless ye gie her a' the plea;
W:  Then I'll leave aff whare I began,
W:    And tak my auld cloak about me.
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