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	III. LOVE : HUMOROUS			J55
	They hunted the valley, they hunted the hill, The best of our lads wi' the best o' their skill; But still as the fairest she sat in their sight, Then, whirr! she was over, a mile at a flight.
	No. 173. Weary fa' you, Duncan Gray.
	Tune : Duncan Gray.	(old words.) Caledonian Pocket Companion, 1751, iii. p. 8.
	Weary fa' you, Duncan Gray! Ha, ha, the girdin o't! Wae gae by you, Duncan Gray! Ha, ha, the girdin o't! When a' the lave gae to their play, Then I maun sit the lee-lang day, And jeeg the cradle wi' my tae, And a' for the girdin o't!		Bonie was the Lammas moon— Ha, ha, the girdin o't! Glowrin a' the hills aboon,— Ha, ha, the girdin o't! The girdin brak, the beast cam down, I tint my curch and baith my shoon, And, Duncan, ye're an unco loun— Wae on the bad girdin o't!
	But Duncan, gin ye'll keep your aith, Ha, ha, the girdin o't! I'se bless you wi' my hindmost breath, Ha, ha, the girdin o't! Duncan, gin ye'll keep your aith, The beast again can bear us baith, And auld Mess John will mend the skaith And clout the bad girdin o't.