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Wi' ruefu' face, and signs o' grace,
 I paid the buttock hire;
The night was dark, and thro' the park,
 I couldna but convoy her.
A parting kiss, what could I less;
 My vows began to scatter,
Sweet Betsy fell, fal, lal, de ral.
 And I'm a fornicator.

But by the sun and moon I swear,
 And I'll fulfill ilk hair o't,
That while I own a single crown,
 She's welcome to a share o't.
My roguish boy, his mother's joy.
 And darling of his pater,
I for his sake, the name will take,
 A hardened fornicator.



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