The gaberlunzie to carrie O!
I’ll bow[1060] my leg and crook my knee,
And draw a black clout[1061] owre my e’e;
A criple or blind they will cau me,
While we sall sing and be merry O!”
[THE JOLLY BEGGAR.]
There was a jolly beggar, and a-begging he was boun[1062],
And he took up his quarters in-to a land’art town[1063],
And we’ll gang nae mair a roving