Song, p.64.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

To the Tune of, Come kiss with me, come clap with me, &c

– 

PEGGY

MY Jocky blyth for what thou has done, 

There is nae help nor mending; 

For thou has jog’d me out of tune, 

For a’ thy fair pretending. 

My mither sees a change on me, 

For my complexion dashes, 

And this, alas! has been with thee 

Sae late amang the rashes. 

– 

JOCKY

My Peggy, what I’ve said I’ll do, 

To free thee frae her scouling; 

Come then and let us buckle to, 

Nae langer let’s be fooling: 

For her content I’ll instant wed, 

Since thy complexion dashes; 

And then we’ll try a feather-bed, 

‘Tis safter than the rashes. 

– 

PEGGY

Then Jocky since thy love’s so true, 

Let mither scoul, I’m easy: 

Sae lang’s I live I ne’er shall rue 

For what I’ve done to please thee. 

And there’s my hand I’s ne’er complain 

O! well’s me on the rashes; 

When e’er thou likes I’ll do’t again, 

And a feg for a’ their clashes. 

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