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Robert Barns, fellow fine,
Yes, good sir, and that I can,
As well as any other man;
Hey ding a ding, ding, I heard a bird sing, The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.
Pibroch of Donnel Dhu,
Pibroch of Donnel, Wake thy voice anew,
Summon Clan-Connel. Come away, come away,
Hark to the summons, Come in your war array,
Gentles and commons !
Come as the winds come,
When forests are rended,
When navies are stranded.
Chief, vassal, page and groom,
Tenart and master!
Fast they come, fast they come,
See how they gather! Wide waves the eagle plume blended with heather.
Cast your plaids, draw your blades,
Forward each nian set!
Jack Sprat could eat no fat;
His wife could eat no lean ; . So 'twixt them both they cleared the cloth,
And lick'd the platter clean.
There was a little boy went into a barn,
And lay down on some hay;
And the little boy ran away.
The sow came in with the saddle,
To see the pot swallow the ladle. The spit that stood behind the door Threw the pudding-stick on the floor. Odsplut! said the gridiron,
Can't you agree ?
. Bring them to me.
Little Tommy Tucker,
Sing for your supper :
White bread and butter,
Without any knife?
Without any wife?
I would, if I could ; if I couldn't, how could I?
Oh that I were where I would be !
Then should I be where I am not ;
And where I would be I can not.