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Oh dear me the mill's gang fast |
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And the puir wee shifters canna get a rest |
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Shifting bobbins coorse and fine |
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They fairly mak' ye work for your ten and nine |
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Oh dear me i wish the day was done |
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Running up and doon the pass is nae fun |
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Shifting piecing spinning warp weft and twine |
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Tae feed and cled my bairnie affen ten and nine |
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Oh dear me this warld is ill divided |
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Them that work the hardest are the least provided |
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I maun bide contented dark days or fine |
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There's no' much pleasure living affen ten and nine |
