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Little ken ye wha’s coming.
King and kilt, and a’s coming.|
NAE LUCK ABOUT THE HOUSE.
And are ye sure the news are true!
And are ye sure he’s weel!
Is this a time to ta’k o’ wark,
Mak’ hast set by your wheel.
Is this a time to ta’k o’ wark,
When Collin’s at the door,
Gi’e me my cloak, I’ll to the Quey
And see him come ashore.
For there’s nae luck about the house,
There’s nae luck ava;
There’s little pleasure in the house,
When our gudeman’s awa.
Rise up and mak’ a clean fireside,
Put on the muckle Pat,
Gi’e little Kate her cotton gown,
And Jock his Sunday’s coat;
And mak’ their shoon as black as slees,
Their hose as white as snaw,
It's a’ to please my ain gudeman,
For he’s been lang awa.
For there’s nae luck, &c.
There’s twa fat hens upon the bauk,
