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There’s news, lasses, news - Francis George Scott
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There’s news, lasses, news Francis George Scott

There’s news, lasses, news - Francis George Scott
There's news, lasses, news
Gude news I’ve to tell
There's a boatfu' o’ lads
Come to our town to sell

The wean wants a cradle
An' the cradle wants a cod
An' I'll no gang to my bed
Until I get a nod

Father, quo' she, Mither, quo she
Do what you can
I'll no gang to my bed
Till I get a man

The wean wants a cradle
An' the cradle wants a cod
An' I’ll no gang to my bed
Until I get a nod

I hae as gude a craft rig
As made o’ yird and stane;
And waly fa' the ley-crap
For I maun till’t again

The wean wants a cradle
An' thе cradle wants a cod
An' I'll no gang to my bed
Until I get a nod
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