The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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HAUD AWA FRAE ME, DONALD.
Tune—Donald.
O, WILL ye hae ta tartan plaid.
Or will ye hae ta ring, matam ?
Or will ye hae ta kiss o' me ?
And tat's a pretty ting, matam !
Hand awa, bide awa,
Hand awa frae me, Donald !
I'll neither kiss nor hae ta ring ;
Nae tartan plaids for me, Donald !
O, see you not her ponny progues,
Her fecket-plaid, plue, creen, matam ?
Her twa short hose, and her twa spoigs,
And shouder-pelt apeen,* matam ?
Hand awa, bide awa.
Bide awa frae me, Donald
Nae shouder-belts, nae trinkabouts,
Nae tartan hose for me, Donald I
Her can pe show a petter hough
Tan him tat wears ta croun, matam
Hersell hae pistol and claymore,
To flie ta Lallant loon, matam.
Haud awa, baud awa,
Haud awa frae me, Donald !
For a' your houghs and warlike arms,
You're no a match for me, Donald.
Hersell hae a short coat pi pote,
No trail my feets at rin, matam ;
A cutty sark of good barn sheet.
My motter she pe spin, matam.
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