And the house of Mangertoun, all haile!
These that came not at the first call
They gott no more meat till the next meall.
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The lads, that hungry and aevery was,
Above the door-head they flang the key;
Dickie took good notice to that;
Says, There’s a bootie younder for me.
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Then Dickie’s gane into the stable,