The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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I'Jl count my health my greatest vvealtli,
Sae lang as I'Jl enjoy it
I'll fear nae scant, I'll bode nae want,
Sae lang's I get employment.
But far aff fowls hae feathers fair,
And aye until ye try them
Though they seem fair, still have a care.
They may prove bad as I am.
But at twal at night, when the moon shines bright.
My dear I'll come and see thee
For the man that loes his mistress weel,
Nae travel makes him weary.
SCROGGAM.
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BURNS.
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There was a wife wonned in Cockpen,
Scroggam
She brewed gude ale for gentlemen
Sing, auld Cowl, lay ye down by me
Scroggam, my dearie, Ruifura.
The gudewife's dochter fell in a fever,
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Scroggam
The priest o' the parish fell in another
Sing, auld Cowl, lay ye down by me
Scroggam, my dearie, RufFum,
They laid the twa in the bed thegither,
Scroggam,
That the heat o' the tane might cool the tother
Sing, auld Cowl, lay ye down by me
Scroggam, my dearie, Ruffum.