Six popular songs (1850-1860)/My Patie is a lover Gay
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My Patie is a Lover Gay.
My Patie is a lover gay,
His mind is never muddy,
His breath is sweeter than new hay,
His face is fair and ruddy.
His shape is handsome, middle size;
He's comely in his walking;
The shining of his een surprise;
Tis heaven to hear him talking.
Last night I met him on a bank,
Where yellow corn was growing,
There monie a kindly word he spak,
That set my heart a glowing.
He kissed, and vowed, he would be mine.
And loo'd me best of ony;
That gars me like to sing ⟨sinsyne⟩,
O corn rigs are bonnie.
Let maidens of a silly mind,
Refuse what maist they're wanting,
Since we for yielding were designed,
We chastely should be granting.
Then I'll comply and marry Pate,
And syne my cockernony,
He's free to touz'e air or late,
While corn rigs are bonnie.