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DRUCKEN JOCK.
Or nurse greetan weans wi' the tear in my ee
that they wad let the auld bachelor a-be.
1 gang to the kirk as ilk Sabbath comes roon,
I meddle wi' nane, yet they say I'm a loon
That I guid am for naething, an' worthy to dee—
Naebody will let the auld bachelor a-be.
I see there's nae en' to their spite an' their spleen,
It i-acks me at morn, an' it racks me at e'en
To stop a' their jibes I'll just marry D. D.,
For she promised to let the auld bachelor a-be.
R. Ramsay, Glasgow, at once the subject and the author of the
foregoing lines, after holding out gallantly for a length of time in his
bachelorship, has at length been compelled to surrender to a " fair de-
BY JOHN MORE,
Author of " Says I, quo' I," in the First Series.
They ca' me dmcken Jock
That may a' be true—
I neither beg nor steal,
Although I'm sometimes fou.
I'm neither lame nor lazy.
And I pay for what I drink ;
There's no sae muckle odds o' fock
As ane wad think.
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