What’s that to you, pp.170-171.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

To the Tune of, The glancing of her Apron

– 

MY Jeany and I have toil’d 

The live lang simmer day, 

‘Till we amaist were spoiled 

At making of the hay: 

Her kurchy was of holland clear, 

Ty’d on her bony brow, 

I whispered something in her ear; 

But what’s that to you? 

– 

Her stockings were of Kersy green, 

As tight as ony silk: 

O sic a leg was never seen, 

Her skin was white as milk; 

Her hair was black as ane cou’d wish, 

And sweet, sweet was her mou, 

O! Jeany daintylie can kiss; 

But what’s that to you? 

– 

The rose and lilly baith combine, 

To make my Jeany fair, 

There is nae bennison like mine, 

I have amaist nae care; 

Only I fear my Jeany’s face, 

May cause mae men to rew, 

And that may gar me say, alas! 

But what’s that to you? 

– 

Conceal thy beauties, if thou can 

Hide that sweet face of thine, 

That I may only be the man 

Enjoys these looks divine. 

O do not prostitute, my dear, 

Wonders to common view, 

And I with faithful heart shall swear, 

For ever to be true. 

– 

King Solomon had wives anew, 

And mony a concubine; 

But I enjoy a bless mair true, 

His joys were short of mine; 

And Jeany’s happier than they, 

She seldom wants her due, 

All debts of love to her I pay, 

And what’s that to you? 

Old Songs with Additions

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