THE LEABOY'S LASSIE

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   When first she cam' tae the toon, they ca'ed her young and bonnie;
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But noo they've changed her name, they ca' her the leaboy's honey.

When first she cam' tae the toon, they ca'ed her proud and saucy,
But noo they've changed her name, they ca' her the leaboy's lassie.

She's dyed her petticoats red and faced them with the yellow.
She's told the dyster lads that the leaboy she will follow.

The black horse draws the cart, and the blue one follows sae bonnie,
And sae weel she likes the lad that drives them on sae cannie.

It's ower hills and dales, and ower dykes and ditches,
And sae weel she likes the lad that wears the moleskin breeches.

Feather beds are saft, and painted rooms are bonnie,
But she wad leave them a', and jog alang wi' Johnnie.

Oh my back's been sair, shearin' Craigie's corn,
I'll no' see her tonicht, but I'll see her the morn.