The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland
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534 I will wash my ploughman's hose, And I will wasli his owerlay, And I will make my ploughman's bed. And cheer him late and early. Merry but, and merry ben, Merry is my ploughman Of a' the trades that I do ken, Commend me to the ploughman. Plough yon hill, and plough yon dale. Plough yon faugh and fallow Wha winna drink the ploughman's health, Is but a dirty fellow I * O, AY MY WIFE SHE DANG ME. BURNS. ; Tune— O, ay my Wife she dang me. O, AY my wife she dang me. And aft my wife she banged me I If ye gie a woman a' her will, Gude faith, she'll soon owergang ye. On peace and rest my mind was bent, And_, fool I was, I married But never honest man's intent As cursedly miscarried ! O, ay my wife, &c. Some sair o' comfort still at last, When a' thir days are dune, man— * From Herd's Collection, 1776. A different version is in the Musical Museum, Part II. ; and there is another, very much corrupted, in Cunningham's Songs of Scotland. ; -
535 My pains o' hell on earth is past, I'm sure o' heaven aboon, man. O, ay my wife, &c. * ANNA. BURNS. Tune—Banks of Bnnna. Yestreen I had a pint o' wine, A place where body saw na Yestreen lay on this breast o' mine The raven locks of Anna. The hungry Jew in wilderness, Rejoicing ower his manna, Was naething to my hinny bliss, Upon the lips of Anna. Ye monarchs tak the east and west, Frae Indus to Savannah I Gie me within my straining grasp The melting form of Anna. There I'll despise imperial charms, An empress or sultana, While dying raptures, in her arms, I give and take with Anna. Awa, thou flaunting god of day ! Awa, thou pale Diana I Ilk star gae hide thy twinkling ray. When I'm to meet my Anna. Come, in thy raven plumage, night. Sun, moon, and stars, withdrawn a' * From the Scots Musical Museum, Part VI., 1803. ;
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534<br />
I will wash my ploughman's hose,<br />
And I will wasli his owerlay,<br />
And I will make my ploughman's bed.<br />
And cheer him late and early.<br />
Merry but, and merry ben,<br />
Merry is my ploughman<br />
Of a' the trades that I do ken,<br />
Commend me to the ploughman.<br />
Plough yon hill, and plough yon dale.<br />
Plough yon faugh and fallow<br />
Wha winna drink the ploughman's health,<br />
Is but a dirty fellow I *<br />
O, AY MY WIFE SHE DANG ME.<br />
BURNS.<br />
;<br />
Tune— O, ay my Wife she dang me.<br />
O, AY my wife she dang me.<br />
And aft my wife she banged me I<br />
If ye gie a woman a' her will,<br />
Gude faith, she'll soon owergang ye.<br />
On peace and rest my mind was bent,<br />
And_, fool I was, I married<br />
But never honest man's intent<br />
As cursedly miscarried !<br />
O, ay my wife, &c.<br />
Some sair o' comfort still at last,<br />
When a' thir days are dune, man—<br />
* From Herd's Collection, 1776. A different version is in the Musical<br />
Museum, Part II. ; and there is another, very much corrupted, in Cunningham's<br />
Songs <strong>of</strong> <strong>Scotland</strong>.<br />
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