The Merry Muses of Caledonia/Ken ye na our Lass Bess

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KEN YE NA OUR LASS BESS.

Tune"Auld Sir Symon."

An old song.

 
O, ken ye na our lass, Bess?
 An' ken ye na our lass, Bess?
Between her lily white thies
 She's biggit a magpie's nest.
 
An' ken ye na our lad, Tam?
 An' ken ye na our lad, Tam?
He's on a three-fitted stool,
 An' up to the nest he clamb.
 
An' what did he there, think ye?
 An' what did he there, think ye?
He brak a' the eggs o' the nest,
 An' the white's ran down her thie.