[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]
To the Tune of, Saw ye my PEGGY.
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COme let’s ha’e mair wine in,
Bacchus hates repining,
Venus loos nae dwining,
Let’s be blyth and free.
Away with dull, here t’ye, sir;
Ye’re mistress, Robie gi’es her,
We’ll drink her health wi’ pleasure,
Wha’s belov’d by thee.
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Then let Peggy warm ye,
That’s a lass can charm ye,
And to joys alarm ye,
Sweet is she to me.
Some angel ye wad ca’ her,
And never wish ane brawer,
If ye bare-headed saw her
Kiltet to the knee.
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PEGGY a dainty lass is,
Come let’s join our glasses,
And refresh our hauses
With a health to thee.
Let coofs their cash be clinking,
Be statesmen tint in thinking,
While we with love and drinking,
Give our cares the lie.
