ROBBIE TAMSON'S SMIDDIE
Me mither mend't me auld breeks,
But ay! but they were diddy;
She sent me to get shod the mare
At Robbie Tamson's smiddie.
Now t' smiddie lies ayent the burn
That wamples thro' the claughin',
And ne'er a time I pass that way
But aye I fall a-laughin'.
Singing fol loi de loi de roi,
Ri fol loi de laddy,
Sing fol de duy, duy day,
Sing fol de duy daddy.
Now Robin was a canny lad
Wha had an ainly daughter;
He'd niver let her tak a mon,
Though mony a yan had sought her.
I'll tell you news of my exploits
The time the mare was shoeing,
I steppit in ahint the lass
And quickly fell a-wooing.
It's aye she eyed my auld breeks
The time that they were making;
Says I, "My lass, ne'er mind my breeks,
There's new yans for the making.
Gin yell agree to gang wi' me,
And leave the carle thy father,
Ye'll hae my breeks to keep in trim,
Myself and a together."
The lassie smiled and shook her head,
Says she, "Your offers clever;
I think I'll gang awa' wi' yan,
Well baith gae on the back o't.
For gin I wait my father's time
I'll wait till I bin fifty;
So I think I'll tak ye at your word,
And make a wife sae thrifty."
Now Robbie was an angry man,
For a t' loss of his daughter,
Through all the town baith up and down,
And far and near he sought her.
But when he cam to our gude inn
And found us baith together,
Says I, "My lad, I've tick your bairn,
Tho' ye may tak my mither."
Now Robbie girned and shook his head:
Quo' he, "I think I'll marry;
And so I'll tak ye at your word,
To end the hurry burry."
So Robbie and our ain gudewife
. Agreed to creep together:
So I've ta'en Robbie Tamson's pet,
And Robbie's ta'en my mither.