IN a cottage in Fife Lived a man and his wife, Who, believe me, were comical folk; For, to people's surprise, They both saw with their eyes, When quite fast asleep, I've been told, that to keep They walk'd on their feet, And ’t was thought what they eat Help’d, with drinking, to keep them alive. 131. To market ride the gentlemen, So do we, so do we; Hobbledy gee, hobbledy gee: GIRLS 133, The moon doth shine as bright as day; 134. HEY, diddle, dout, my candle’s out, My little maid is not at home; Saddle my hog, and bridle my dog, And fetch my little maiden home. |