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O, FU' WILL I GET HAME Ask my feet and then my noddle Brandy rumbles in my wime My feet they winna tak the gate And, O fu', will I win hame? cho: Aye fu' and seldom sober Aye fu' ere I win hame. I got five shillings frae a frien' To buy a coat to my auldest son But the weary drouth cam in my throat And I drank it a' ere I wan hame. I've selt the sheen aff o' my feet I also sold my spottit gown My tartan shawl is in the pawn And O, fu' will I win hame? I've selt the meal oot o' the kist My husband never did me blame The mice and rats were blamed for that And O, fu' will I win hame? To kerk and session I've been summoned A far to gr me think shame, But the folk hereaboot they a' ken me An they ca' me drunken Jeannie Deans. The Allan Water it's too close And I will fall into the stream I hae a man and bairnies three And O, fu' will I win hame? note: on of the relatively few songs about the drunken female. From the Greig-Duincan Collection Collected from Rev. James B. Duncan @Scottish @drink filename[ OFUHAME TUNE FILE: OFUHAME CLICK TO PLAY RG APR99 |
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