THE PLOUGHMAN. TUNE-UP WI' THE PLOUGHMAN.' THE ploughman he's a bonie lad, CHORUS. Then up wi't a', my ploughman lad, My ploughman he comes hame at e'en, I will wash my ploughman's hose, I hae been east, I hae been west, TIME— HEY, CA TERO"." Up wf the carles of Dysart, For we hae mickle ado. We hae tales to tell, And we hae sangs to sing; We'll live a' our days, And them that come behin', Let them do the like, And spend the gear they win. Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro', For we hae mickle ado. WEARY FA' YOU, DUNCAN GRAY. TUNE-DUNCAN GRAY.' WEARY fa' you, Duncan Gray- Wae gae by you, Duncan Gray- When a' the lave gae to their play, Bonie was the Lammas moon- Ha, ha, the girdin o't! The girdin brak, the beast cam down, But, Duncan, gin ye'll keep your aith— Ise bless you wi' my hindmost breath Ha, ha, the girdin o't! Duncan, gin ye'll keep your aith, The beast again can bear us baith, And auld Mess John will mend the skaith, And clout the bad girdin o't. MY HOGGIE. TUNE-WHAT WILL I DO GIN MY HOGGIE DIE.' WHAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? The lee-lang night we watch'd the fauld, We heard nought but the roaring linn, Amang the braes sae scroggie; But the howlet cry'd frae the castle wa', The tod reply'd upon the hill, When day did daw, and cocks did craw, An' unco tyke lap o'er the dyke, WHERE HAE YE BEEN. TUNE-KILLIECRANKIE.' WHARE hae ye been sae braw, lad? Whare hae ye been sae brankie, O? O, whare hae ye been sae braw, lad? Cam ye by Killiecrankie, O; An' ye had been whare I hae been, I fought at land, I fought at sea; On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O. On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O. COCK UP YOUR BEAVER. TUNE- COCK UP YOUR BEAVER.' WHEN first my brave Johnnie lad That wanted the crown; But now he has gotten Cock up your beaver, And cock it fu' sprush, We'll over the border And gie them a brush; There's somebody there We'll teach better behaviour Hey, brave Johnnie lad, Cock up your beaver! |