O Gat ye me wi’ naething

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Gat ye me, O gat ye me,
An' gat ye me wi naething
A rock, a reel, a spinning wheel,
A gude black cunt was ae thing.
A tocher fine, o'er muckle far,
When sic a scullion gat it;
Indeed, o'er muckle far gudewife,
For that was ay the fau't o't.

But had your tongue now, Luckie Lang,
O had your tongue and jauner,
I held the gate till you I met,
Syne I began to wander;
I tint my whistle an' my sang,
I tint my peace an' pleasure;
But your green grave now, Lucky Lang,
Wad airt me to my treasure.