It happened at last Whitson tide
I tired o’ ma place;
So I gaed up tae Insch tae fee,
Ma fortune for tae chase.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus (repeated after each verse):<\/em> I met wi’ Adam Mitchell \u201cIf ye and I agree,\u201d said he, \u201cIf a’ be true ye tell tae me Next order was tae bed at nine But we took little heed o’ that Well ma neighbour was fined many a croon And noo the time has come at last Maybe we’ll see old Mitchell there, It happened at last Whitson tideI tired o’ ma place;So I gaed up tae Insch tae fee,Ma fortune for tae chase. Chorus (repeated after each verse):And sing airy irrity addyAnd sing airy irrity an I met wi’ Adam MitchellAnd tae fee we did presume.He’s a fairmer up Kinethmont wayAt a place ca’d Sleepytoon. \u201cIf ye … <\/p>\n
And sing airy irrity addy
And sing airy irrity an<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And tae fee we did presume.
He’s a fairmer up Kinethmont way
At a place ca’d Sleepytoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI’ll get the fairest play,
For I never bid ma servants work
mair nor twelve’oors a day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I think the place might suit.\u201d
Says I, \u201cI’ll gang wi’ you
although ye are an ugly brute.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And never leave the toon,
And ilka time we left it
We’d be fined half a croon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And oftimes took the pass,
Sometimes tae buy tobacco
And sometimes tae court a lass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But never lost the hairt,
And I maself was fined a croon
For riding in the cairt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And we hae ah gang free
And will gang doon tae Tilford toon
And hae ourselves a spree<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Suppin’ at his brose.
I’ll gie him a len’ o’ ma hankie
For tae wipe his snotty nose.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"