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III. LOVE : HUMOROUS                        167
[Ye're like to the timmer o' yon rotten wood, Ye're like to the bark o' yon rotten tree,
Ye'll slip frae me like a knotless thread,
An' ye'll crack your credit wi' mair nor me !]
No. 1.87. Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass.
Tune : A waukrife minnie Scots Musical Museum, 1790, No. 288.
'Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass, Whare are you gaun, my hiney?'
She answer'd me right saucilie,— 'An errand for my minnie.'
1 O, whare live ye, my bonie lass, O, whare live ye, my hiney ?'
' By yon burnside, gin ye maun ken, In a wee house wi' my minnie.'
But I foor up the glen at e'en
To see my bonie lassie ; And lang before the grey morn cam
She was na hauf sae saucie.
O, wearie fa' the waukrife cock, And the foumart lay his crawin !
He wauken'd the auld wife frae her sleep A wee blink or the dawin.
An angry wife I wat she raise, And o'er the bed she brocht her;
And wi' a meikle hazel rung
She made her a weel-pay'd dochter.
' O, fare-thee-weel, my bonie lass !
O, fare-thee-weel, my hiney! Thou art a gay and a bonie lass,
But thou hast a waukrife minnie !'