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Carle and the king come.
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Sung by Mause, p. 24.
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PEggy, now the king’s come,
Peggy, now the king’s come,
Thou may dance, and I shall sing,
Peggy, since the king’s come.
Nae mair the hawkies thou shalt milk,
But change thy plaiding-coat for silk,
And be a lady of that ilk,
Now, Peggy, since the king’s come.
