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DUNCAN DAVIDSON

An old song. Burns's purified version is well known.

There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg,  And she gaed o'er the muir to spin, She fee'd a lad to lift her leg,  They ca'ed him Duncan Davidson. Fal lal, &c. Meg had a muff, and it was rough,  'Twas black without and red within, And Duncan, 'cause he'd got a cauld,  He slipt his Highland p—t—e in. Fal lal, &c. Meg had a muff, and it was rough,  And Duncan stuck twa nievefu' in. Meg clapped her heels about his waist,  "I thank ye, Duncan, yerk it in." Fal lal, &c. Duncan made her hurdies dreep,  Brise 'yont, my lad, then Meg did say: O gang he east, or gang he west.  My c—t will not be dry the day. Fal lal, &c.