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Unknown Miscellaneous Cam Ye Over Frae France Cam Ye O'ver Frae France Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon? Saw ye Geordie Whelps And his bonny woman? Were ye at the place Ca'd the Kittle Housie? Saw ye Geordie's grace Riding on a goosie? Geordie he's a man There is little doubt o't; He's done a' he can Wha can do without it? Down there came a blade Linkin' like my lordie; He wad drive a trade At the loom o' Geordie. Though the claith were bad, Blythly may we niffer; Gin we get a wab, It makes little differ. We hae tint our plaid, Bannet, belt and swordie, Ha's and mailins braid -- But we hae a Geordie! Jocky's gane to France, And Montgomery's lady; There they'll learn to dance: Madame, are ye ready? They'll be back belyue Belted, brisk and lordly; Brawly may they thrive To dance a jig wi' Geordie! Hey for Sandy Don! Hey for Cockolorum! Hey for Bobbing John, And his Highland Quorum! Mony a sword and lance Swings at Highland hurdie; How they'll skip and dance O'er the bum o' Geordie! @war @Scots filename[ CAMFRANC SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY=== |
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