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Get up, goodman, it is fou time,
The sun shines in the lift sae hie;
Sloth never made a gracious end,
Go tak your auld cloak about ye.

My cloak was anes a good grey cloak,
When it was fitting for my wear;

But now it's scantly worth a groat,
For I have worn't this thirty year;
Let's spend the gear that we have won,
We little ken the day we'll die :
Then I'll be proud, since I have sworn
To have a new cloak about me.

In days when our king Robert rang,
His trews they cost but haff a crown;
He said they were a groat o'er dear,
And call'd the taylor thief and loun.
He was the king that wore a crown,

And thou the man of laigh degree, 'Tis pride puts a' the country down, Sae tak thy auld cloak about thee.

Every land has its ain laugh,

Ilk kind of corn it has its hool,
I think the warld is a' run wrang,
When ilka wife her man wad rule;

Do ye not see Rob, Jock, and Hab,
As they are girded gallantly,
While I sit hurklen in the ase;

I'll have a new cloak about me.

Goodman, I wate 'tis thirty years,
Since we did ane anither ken;
And we have had between us twa,
Of lads and bonny lasses ten:
Now they are women grown and men,
I wish and pray well may they be;
And if you prove a good husband,
E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.

Bell my wife, she loves na strife; But she wad guide me, if she can, And to maintain an easy life,

I aft maun yield, tho' I'm goodman: Nought's to be won at woman's hand, Unless ye give her a' the plea; Then I'll leave aff where I began, And tak my auld cloak about me.

RATTLIN, ROARIN WILLIE.

THE last stanza of this song is mine; it was composed out of compliment to one of the worthiest fellows in the world, William Dunbar, Esq. Writer to the signet, Edinburgh, and Colonel of the Crochallan corps, a club of wits who took that title at the time of raising the fencible regiments.

O rattlin, roarin Willie,

O he held to the fair,
An' for to sell his fiddle,

And buy some ither ware;
But parting wi' his fiddle,

The saut tear blint his ee;

And rattlin roarin Willie,

Ye're welcome hame to me.

O Willie, come sell your fiddle,
O sell your fiddle sae fine;
O Willie come sell your fiddle,
And buy a pint o' wine.

If I should sell my fiddle,

The warl' wou'd think I was mad,

For many a rantin day

My fiddle and I hae had!

As I cam by Crochallan,

I cannilie keekit ben,
Rattlin, roarin Willie

Was sitting at yon boord-en';
Sitting at yon boord-en',

And amang guid companie;

Rattlin, roarin Willie,

Ye're welcome hame to me!

WHERE BRAVING ANGRY WINTER'S STORMS.

THIS song I composed on one of the most accomplished of women, Miss Peggy Chalmers that was, now Mrs. Lewis Hay, of Forbes and Co's bank, Edinburgh.

Tune-NIEL Gow's LAMENTATION FOR ABERCAIRNEY.

Where braving angry winter's storms,

The lofty Ochels rise,

Far in their shade my Peggy's charms
First blest my wandering eyes.

* The different publications which have appeared under the name of Neil Gow, and which contain not only his sets of the older tunes, but various occasional airs of his own composition,

for

As one who by some savage stream,
A lonely gem surveys,

Astonish'd, doubly marks its beam,
With art's most polish'd blaze.

Blest be the wild, sequester'd shade,
And blest the day and hour,
Where Peggy's charms I first survey'd,
When first I felt their pow'r!

The tyrant death with grim controul,
May seize my fleeting breath,
But tearing Peggy from my soul
Must be a stronger death.

for instance, his "Lamentation for Abercairney," and "LochErroch-side," are striking specimens of his genius, feeling, and power of embellishment. These were set and prepared for publication, by his son Nathaniel; whose respectable character, and propriety of conduct, have long secured him the esteem and favour of the public; and whose knowledge of composition, and variety of talent in the art, joined with the greatest refinement of taste, elegance of expression, and power of execution, render him (beyond all dispute) the most accomplished and successful performer of Scottish music in general, ever produced by this country."

Scots Mag. Jan. 1809.

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