JOY OF MY EARLIEST DAYS.
AIR—"I’ll never leave thee."
Joy of my earliest days,
Why must I grieve
thee?
Theme of my fondest lays,
Oh, I maun leave
thee!
Leave thee, love! leave thee,
love!
How shall I leave
thee?
Absence thy truth will prove,
For, oh!
I maun leave thee!
When on yon mossy stane,
Wild weeds o’ergrowin’,
Ye sit at e’en your
lane,
And hear the burn
rowin’;
Oh! think on this partin’
hour,
Down by the Garry,
And to Him that has a’
the pow’r,
Commend me, my
Mary!
OH, WEEL’S ME ON MY AIN MAN.
AIR—"Landlady count the lawin’."
Oh,
weel’s me on my ain man,
My
ain man, my ain man!
Oh,
weel’s me on my ain gudeman!
He
’ll aye be welcome hame.
I ’m wae I blamed him
yesternight,
For now my heart is feather
light;
For gowd I wadna gie the sight;
I see him linking ower the
height.
Oh,
weel’s me on my ain man, &c.
Rin, Jamie, bring the kebbuck
ben,
And fin’ aneath the
speckled hen;
Meg, rise and sweep about
the fire,
Syne cry on Johnnie frae the
byre.
For
weel’s me on my ain man,
My
ain man, my ain man!
For
weel’s me on my ain gudeman!
I
see him linkin’ hame.
KIND ROBIN LOE’S ME.[52]
Robin is my ain gudeman,
Now match him, carlins, gin
ye can,
For ilk ane whitest thinks
her swan,
But
kind Robin lo’es me.
To mak my boast I ’ll
e’en be bauld,
For Robin lo’ed me young
and auld,
In summer’s heat and
winter’s cauld,
My
kind Robin lo’es me.
Robin he comes hame at e’en
Wi’ pleasure glancin’
in his e’en;
He tells me a’ he ’s
heard and seen,
And
syne how he lo’es me.
There ’s some hae land,
and some hae gowd,
Mair wad hae them gin they
could,
But a’ I wish o’
warld’s guid,
Is
Robin still to lo’e me.
[52] The author seems to have composed these stanzas as a sequel to a wooing song of the same name, beginning, “Robin is my only jo,” which first appeared in Herd’s Collection in 1776. There are some older words to the same air, but these are coarse, and are not to be found in any of the modern Collections.
KITTY REID’S HOUSE.
AIR—"Country Bumpkin."
Hech, hey! the mirth that
was there,
The
mirth that was there,
The
mirth that was there;
Hech, how! the mirth that
was there,
In
Kitty Reid’s house on the green, Jo!
There was laughin’ and
singin’, and dancin’ and glee,
In Kitty’s
Reid’s house, in Kitty Reid’s house,
There was laughin’ and
singin’, and dancin’ and glee,
In Kitty Reid’s
house on the green, Jo!