Poems and songs, humorous, serious and satirical, ed., with an intr., by R. Ford1897 |
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第 3 頁 - BEHAVE YOURSEL' BEFORE FOLK Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! And dinna be sae rude to me As kiss me sae before folk ! It wadna gie me meikle pain, Gin we were seen and heard by nane, To tak' a kiss, or grant you ane ; But gudesake ! no before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Whate'er you do when out o' view, Be cautious aye before folk.
第 4 頁 - I'm sure wi' you I've been as free As ony modest lass should be; But yet it doesna do to see Sic freedom used before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; I'll ne'er submit again to it — So mind you that — before folk. Ye tell me that my face is fair; It may be sae — I dinna care — But ne'er again gar't blush sae sair As ye ha'e done before folk. Behave yourseP before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before...
第 2 頁 - I've new anes for the makin'; But gin ye'll just come hame wi' me, An' lea' the carle, your father, Ye'se get my breeks to keep in trim, Mysel', an' a' thegither." " 'Deed, lad," quo' she, "your offer's fair, I really think I'll tak' it, Sae, gang awa', get out the mare, We'll baith slip on the back o't; For gin I wait my father's time, I'll wait till I be fifty; But na; — I'll marry in my prime, An' mak
第 4 頁 - As ye hae done before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk — Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before folk ! Ye tell me that my lips are sweet ; Sic tales, I doubt, are a' deceit — At ony rate, it's hardly meet To prie their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel...
第 2 頁 - An' aye she e'ed my auld breeks, The time that we sat crackin', Quo' I, my lass, ne'er mind the clouts, I've new anes for the makin' ; But gin ye'll just come hame wi' me, An' lea' the carle, your father, Ye'se get my breeks to keep in trim, Mysel' an' a
第 4 頁 - Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Whate'er you do when out o' view, Be cautious aye before folk. Consider, lad , how folk will crack, And what a great affair they'll mak' O' naething but a simple smack That's gien or taen before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk ! Behave yoursel' before folk ! Nor gie the tongue o' auld or young Occasion to come o'er folk.
第 4 頁 - To be sae teazed before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; When we're our lane ye may tak' ane, But fient a ane before folk. I'm sure wi' you I've been as free As ony modest lass should be ; But yet, it doesna do to see Sic freedom used before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; I'll ne'er submit again to it — So mind you that — before folk.
第 5 頁 - Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before folk. Ye tell me that my lips are sweet, Sic tales, I doubt, are a' deceit ; At ony rate, it's hardly meet To pree their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk ; Gin that's the case, there's time and place, But surely no before folk. But, gin you really do insist That I should suffer to be kiss'd, Gae, get a license frae the priest, And mak'...
第 2 頁 - An' mak a wife most thrifty.' Wow! Robin was an angry man, At tyning o' his dochter: Thro' a' the kintra-side he ran, An' far an' near he socht her; But when he cam to our fire-end, An' fand us baith thegither, Quo' I, 'Gudeman, I've ta'en your bairn, An
第 4 頁 - As ye ha'e done before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk; Nor heat my cheeks wi' your mad freaks, But aye be douce before folk. Ye tell me that my lips are sweet, Sic tales, I doubt, are a' deceit; At ony rate, it's hardly meet To pree their sweets before folk. Behave yoursel' before folk, Behave yoursel' before folk; Gin that's the case, there's time, and place, But surely no before folk.