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Robert Burns (1759–1796).  Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
366. Song—The weary Pund o’ Tow
Chorus.—The weary pund, the weary pund,
  The weary pund o’ tow;
I think my wife will end her life,
  Before she spin her tow.
I BOUGHT my wife a stane o’ lint,        5
  As gude as e’er did grow,
And a’ that she has made o’ that
  Is ae puir pund o’ tow.
    The weary pund, &c.
There sat a bottle in a bole,        10
  Beyont the ingle low;
And aye she took the tither souk,
  To drouk the stourie tow.
    The weary pund, &c.
Quoth I, For shame, ye dirty dame,        15
  Gae spin your tap o’ tow!
She took the rock, and wi’ a knock,
  She brak it o’er my pow.
    The weary pund, &c.
At last her feet—I sang to see’t!        20
  Gaed foremost o’er the knowe,
And or I wad anither jad,
  I’ll wallop in a tow.
    The weary pund, &c.


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