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The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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And, gin ye forsake me, Marion,<br />

I'll e'en gae draw up wi' Jean.<br />

Sae put on your pearlins, Marion,<br />

And kirtle o' cramasie ;<br />

And, as sune as my chin has nae hair on,<br />

I will come west, and see ye.*<br />

TODLIN HAME.<br />

Tune— Todlin liame.<br />

When I hae a saxpence under my thoom,<br />

<strong>The</strong>n I get credit in ilka toun ;<br />

But, aye when I'm puir they bid me gang by<br />

Oh, poverty parts gude company I<br />

Todlin hame, todlin hame,<br />

Couldna my loove come todlin hame.<br />

Fair fa' the gudewife, and send her gude sale I<br />

She gies us white bannocks to relish her ale ;<br />

* From the Tea-Table Miscellany, 1724, where it is marked with the<br />

signature letter Q.<br />

In a version <strong>of</strong> " <strong>The</strong> Yowe-buehts," popular in the south <strong>of</strong> <strong>Scotland</strong>,<br />

the following chorus is added<br />

Come round about the Merry-knowes, my Marion ;<br />

Come round about the Merry-knowes wi' me<br />

Come round about the Merry-knowes, my Marion<br />

For Whitsled is lying lee.<br />

As Whitsled is a farm in the parish <strong>of</strong> Ashkirk, and county <strong>of</strong> Selkirk,<br />

while the Merry-knowes is the name <strong>of</strong> a particular spot on the farm, it is<br />

probable that the song is a native <strong>of</strong> that Arcadia <strong>of</strong> <strong>Scotland</strong>, the Vale <strong>of</strong><br />

the Tweed.<br />

It has been suggested to the editor, that, to readers <strong>of</strong> fastidious taste,<br />

the following would be a more acceptable version <strong>of</strong> the last stanza<br />

I'm young and stout, my Marion<br />

Nane dances like me on the green<br />

I could work a haill day, my Marion,<br />

For ae blink o' your een.<br />

Sae put on your pearlins, Marion,<br />

And kirtle o' cramasie;<br />

And, as sune as it is the gloamin,<br />

I will come west, and see ye.

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