Robert Burns

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O wat ye what my minnie did,
  	My minnie did, my minnie did,
O wat ye what my minnie did
  	On Tysday ’t een to me, jo?
She laid me in a saft bed,
  	A saft bed, a saft bed,
She laid me in a saft bed,
  	And bade gudeen to me, jo.

An’ wat ye what the parson did,
  	The parson did, the parson did,
An’ wat ye what the parson did,
  	A’ for a penny fee, jo?
He loosed on me a lang man,
  	A mickle man, a strang man,
He loosed on me a lang man,
  	That might hae worried me, jo.

An’ I was but a young thing,
  	A young thing, a young thing,
An’ I was but a young thing,
  	Wi’ nane to pity me, jo.
I wat the kirk was in the wyte,
  	In the wyte, in the wyte,
To pit a young thing in a fright
  	An’ loose a man on me, jo.