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'Gin that courtesie I do for thee,
Ye maun do this for me.
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'Ye'll get an acre o gude red-land
Atween the saut sea and the sand.
12
'I want that land for to be corn,
And ye maun aer it wi your horn.
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'And ye maun saw it without a seed,
And ye maun harrow it wi a threed.
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'And ye maun shear it wi your knife,
And na tyne a pickle o't for your life.
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'And ye maun moue it in yon mouse-hole
And ye maun thrash it in your shoe-sole.
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'And ye maun fan it wi your luves,
And ye maun sack it in your gloves.
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'And ye maun bring it oure the sea,
Fair and clean and dry to me.
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'And whan that your wark is weill deen,
Yese get your sark without a seam.'