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John Tamson at the key hole keeks,
my wife's a wanton pawkey,
She's clouting Johnny's grey breeks
and Bess she's but a gawkie.
Dirum dum &c

In Fife there liv’d a wicked wife,
and she has ta’en the gee,man;
The door-barring caus’d the strife,
and Sandy o’er the Lee, man
Tarry woo frae Tweedside came,
frae Aberdeen, cauld kail man
Made gude Scotch brose to fill our wame,
could Donald McDonald fail, man
Dirum dum, &c

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
sae merry’s we have been, man;
Yet still on Menie's charms I doat,
at Polwart on the green, man
Willie was a wanton wag,
and push d about the Jorum,
While Rab the Ranter burst his bag
playing the Reel o‘ Tullochgorum.
Dirum dum, &c.


THE GALLANT SAILOR.

Farewel my dear and gallant sailor,
Since you and I must parted be;