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No. 198. Awa wi' your witchcraft o' Beauty's alarms.
Tune : Balin a tnone Thumoth's English and Irish Airs, c. 1760, p. 26. |
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Awa' wi' your witchcraft o1 Beauty's alarms, The slender bit beauty you grasp in your arms, O, gie me the lass that has acres o' charms! O, gie me the lass wi' the weel-stockit farms! .
Chorus. Then hey for a lass wP a tocher,
Then hey for a lass wi' a tocher,
Then hey for a lass wi' a tocher,
The nice yellow guineas for me!
Your Beauty's a flower in the morning that blows, And withers the faster the faster it grows; But the rapturous charm o' the bonie green knowes, Ilk Spring they're new deckit wi' bonie white yowes!
And e'en when this beauty your bosom has blest, The brightest o' beauty may cloy when possess'd ; But the sweet, yellow darlings wi' Geordie impress'd, The langer ye hae them, the mair they're carest!
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