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Three excellent new songs (1790)
Gouf my logie
3165244Three excellent new songs — Gouf my logie1790

GOUF MY LOGIE

OF modest maids and simple weeds,
I have nothing to say man,
But of the pride of airy maid,
I’ll tell you if you.ll stay man,

Both maids and wifes for bra’ claiths strive
and bnsking a’ their care man,
I think our women now will fly,
they walk with such an air man.

And what makes you so vogie lassie,
what makes you so vogie;
With backward fa’s ye win your brae’s;
the Game’s ca’d Gouf-my-logie.

With their fine muffs and ruffl’d cuffs,
and vow but they look queer man;
With whale-bone stays they're laced about,
like sunks upon a mare man.

With their furbelows down to their toes,
and vow but they look jeery,
A new fashion cap upon their head,
which they call Kickmalirie.
and what makes you so voge, &c.

With side cardinals of sattin, fine
O vow but they look saucy
Iv’e seen the day that they were nought,
but a poor scogy lassie.
With silver buckles in their shoon,
and vow but they look nice man;
They bob their heads and cock their tails,
I'm sure they are not wise man.

And whit makes you look so high lassie,
and what makes you look so hie;
Zou’ll mind your minnie was but poor,
tho’ now' you drink your tea.
Our ladies now they need not dress,
tho’they are off high station;
For ev’ery jilt must have the same,
they’re a, got in the fashion.

In the finest dress I can express,
they are all trimmed and ready,
That it is not easy for to know
the scogy by the lady,
And when they go to balls or plays
they hold their mouths so mim man,
But in the dark they’ll take a start:
and is not that a sin man.

With ribbons, rings, and othea things,
whinch makes me for to stare man;
And side ruffles danging at their sleeves,
they’re two yards wide and mair man,
And what makes you so vogie, &c.

They have such high heels in their shoes,
that I cannot tell the cause man,
'Tis surely for to prop them up,
for scar of backward fa’s man.
I now incline to tell my mind,
for I have thought it still man,
That they get mony backward fa’s
but few against their will man.
And what makes you so vogie, &c.

And there’s our creelman’s daughters,
with silks they’re drest so bra’ man;
But what they get to buy them wi’,
I cannot tell at a’ man:
They surely fell their maiden-head,
and that’s against the law man:
And when they do fell one away,
they’d muckle need of twa’ man,
And O but ye be vogie lassie, &c.

There’s mussel meg and sister Jean,
they make a gallant show man,
With silver buckles in their shoon,
their cry is piss and go man.
And the milk-maids these airy jades,
the de’il fit on their doup man,
They’re like to poison honest folk,
by pissing in their stoup man.
And vow but ye be bra' lassie, &c

’Tis at fifteen they are right keen,
for to be made a wife man;
But if they’re maids till past that age,
they whores are all their life man.
So of these jilts l pray take care,
and do not wed such trolls man,
For if ye do, I’ll tell ye how,
they'll horn you like a bull man.
O well I know your eye lassie,
O well l know your eye;
Ye’ll vex a man and chap his pan,
His head ye’ll hornifie.

All you that’s for a careful wife,
for to increase your flock man,
Ne’er wed a maid that casts her head
about like a game-cock man.
But those to you I recommend,
that’s clad in a douse weed man:
And ne’er wed those who walk so proud,
for they will horn your head man.
and gin ye busk so bra’ lassie,
gin ye busk so bra’,
The lads will catch your maiden-head,
and that’s against the law.


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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