Song—o tibbie, i hae Seen the day（1 / 1）

song—o tibbie, i hae seen the day

tune—“invercaulds reel, or strathspey.”

choir.—o tibbie, i hae seen the day,

ye wadna been sae shy;

for laik o gear ye lightly me,

but, trowth, i care na by.

yestreen i met you on the moor,

ye spak na, but gaed by like stour;

ye geck at me because im poor,

but fient a hair care i.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

whening hame on sunday last,

upon the road as i cam past,

ye snufft and gae your head a cast—

but trowth i caret na by.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

i doubt na, lass, but ye may think,

because ye hae the name o clink,

that ye can please me at a wink,

wheneer ye like to try.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

but sorrow tak him thats sae mean,

altho his pouch o coin were clean,

wha follows ony saucy quean,

that looks sae proud and high.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

altho a lad were eer sae smart,

if that he want the yellow dirt,

yell cast your head anither airt,

and answer him fu dry.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

but, if he hae the name o gear,

yell fasten to him like a brier,

tho hardly he, for sense or lear,

be better than the kye.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

but, tibbie, lass, tak my advice:

your daddies gear maks you sae nice;

theil a ane wad speir your price,

were ye as poor as i.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.

there lives a lass bes yon park,

id rather hae her in her sark,

than you wi a your thousand mark;

that gars you look sae high.

o tibbie, i hae seen the day, &c.