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2.
Rise up and mak' a clean fireside,
Put on the muckle pot; Gie little Kate her cotton gown,
And Jock his Sunday coat; And mak' their shoon as black as slaes,
Their hose as white as snaw; It's a' to please my ain gudeman,
For he's been long awa'.
For there's nae luck, &c.
5-:':Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air! His very foot has music in't As he comes up the stair: And will I see his face again ? And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought, In truth I'm like to greet. For there's nae luck, &c.
6.
The cauld blasts o' the winter wind,
That thirled through my heart, They're a' blawn by, I hae him safe,
'Till death we'll never part: But what puts parting in my head,
It may be far awa'; The present moment is our ain,
The neist we never saw !
For there's nae luck, &c.
7-Since Colin's weel, I'm weel content,
I hae nae mair to crave ; Could I but live to mak' him blest,
I'm blest aboon the lave. And will I see his face again ?
And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought,
In troth I'm like to greet. For there's nae luck, &c.
3-
There are twa hens upon the bauk
Hae fed this month and mair, Mak' haste and thraw their necks about,
That Colin weel may fare : And spread the table neat and clean,
Gar ilka thing look braw; For wha can tell how Colin fared
When he was far awa'.
For there's nae luck, &c.
4.
Come, gie me down my biggonet,
My bishop-satin gown ; And rin and tell the Bailie's wife
That Colin's come to town : My Turkey-slippers maun gae on,
My hose o' pearl blue ; It's a' to please my ain gudeman,
For he's baith leal and true. For there's nae luck, &c.
* This Stanza was added by Dr. James Beattie, author of "The Minstrel."
H. 4868.
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