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PATIE’S WEDDING.
AS Patie came up frae the Glen,
drivin' his wedders before him,
He met bonny Meg ganging hame,
her beauty was like for to ſmore him.
O dinna ye ken bonny Meg,
that you and I'ſe gaun to be marry'd;
I rather had broken my leg,
before ſic a bargain miſcarry'd.
Now Patie—O wha’s tell'd you that?
I think that of news they’ve been ſcanty,
That I ſhould be marry'd ſae ſoon,
or yet ſhould hae been ſae flaunty.
I winna be marry'd the year,
ſuppoſe I were courted by twenty;
Sae Patie, ye need nae mair ſpeer,
for weel I wat I dinna want ye.
Now Meggy, What maks you fae ſwear?
is't cauſe that I hinna a maillen?
The lad that has plenty o' gear,
need ne'er want a ha'ſ nor a hail ane.
My Dad has a good grey mare,
and your's has twa cows and a filly.
And that will be plenty o' gear,
ſae Maggy be nae ſae ill willy.
