Post by mrmason on Nov 25, 2005 18:12:20 GMT
I've copied this from another post as it seems more at home in this section.
CHANGE THOOMBS
Auld Grace had pestered Tam for years aboot the masons craft,
She spiered and spiered frae morn till nicht, till Tam was drivn daft,
She swore that he was aye tae blame whenever there was strife,
Thit he should hide nae secrets frae his true and lawfu wife.
Tam swore he couldnae brek his oath, Grace swore he was a leer,
An ilka time she nagged like this, aff Tam went on the beer,
Dang length things cam tae sicna pass, it made his life a hell,
That Tam in desperation cried, the secret he wid tell.
Weel pleased wis Grace she'd focht the fecht an thocht she'd gained the day,
So doon she sat and cocked her lugs tae hear whit Tam wid say,
Quo Tam !Wull yo go thro the same oath as I went thro masel,
bit feth ye'll need tae swear an oath thit ithers ye'll no tell.
Grace said she'd sweer a hunner oaths bit Tam said yin wid dae,
So Grace swore oot baith lood and lang that ne'er a word she'd say,
"Noo strip" said Tam richt tae the buff as bare as bare can be,
When Grace had stripped Tam slyly said "ye've goat the first degree".
Quo Tam " wull ye go further noo an tak the next degree,"
Quo Grace"Ah wull ye neednae think tae fricht the likes o me,
The second then quo Tam is clear an wull yer doots disperse,
Jist stick yer richt thoomb in yer mooth, the left yin in yer erse.
Noo Grace ma lass this is the last the thurd and best degree,
Gin ye dae it richt ah gae ma oath a mason ye wull be,
Grace couldna speak bit Tam cried oot "Change thoombs ma guide wife Grace,
The left should noo be in yer mooth, the richt yin in its place.
Then Grace cried oot wi angry vice atween her scunnert spits,
If this is yer masons thurd degree, then divillish durty brits,
noo Tam has honset peace o mind as a the neebors see,
Since Grace chinged thoombs at his request an took the thurd degree.
CHANGE THOOMBS
Auld Grace had pestered Tam for years aboot the masons craft,
She spiered and spiered frae morn till nicht, till Tam was drivn daft,
She swore that he was aye tae blame whenever there was strife,
Thit he should hide nae secrets frae his true and lawfu wife.
Tam swore he couldnae brek his oath, Grace swore he was a leer,
An ilka time she nagged like this, aff Tam went on the beer,
Dang length things cam tae sicna pass, it made his life a hell,
That Tam in desperation cried, the secret he wid tell.
Weel pleased wis Grace she'd focht the fecht an thocht she'd gained the day,
So doon she sat and cocked her lugs tae hear whit Tam wid say,
Quo Tam !Wull yo go thro the same oath as I went thro masel,
bit feth ye'll need tae swear an oath thit ithers ye'll no tell.
Grace said she'd sweer a hunner oaths bit Tam said yin wid dae,
So Grace swore oot baith lood and lang that ne'er a word she'd say,
"Noo strip" said Tam richt tae the buff as bare as bare can be,
When Grace had stripped Tam slyly said "ye've goat the first degree".
Quo Tam " wull ye go further noo an tak the next degree,"
Quo Grace"Ah wull ye neednae think tae fricht the likes o me,
The second then quo Tam is clear an wull yer doots disperse,
Jist stick yer richt thoomb in yer mooth, the left yin in yer erse.
Noo Grace ma lass this is the last the thurd and best degree,
Gin ye dae it richt ah gae ma oath a mason ye wull be,
Grace couldna speak bit Tam cried oot "Change thoombs ma guide wife Grace,
The left should noo be in yer mooth, the richt yin in its place.
Then Grace cried oot wi angry vice atween her scunnert spits,
If this is yer masons thurd degree, then divillish durty brits,
noo Tam has honset peace o mind as a the neebors see,
Since Grace chinged thoombs at his request an took the thurd degree.