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Saw Ye Johnny Comin

by Joanna Baillie

0.6263 − 0.4317i

Drawing the boundary…

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

0.5507 − 0.4379i

Drawing the boundary…

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Saw Ye Johnny Comin

by Joanna Baillie

'Saw ye Johnny comin'?' quo' she,
'Saw ye Johnny comin'?
Wi' his blue bonnet on his head,
And his doggie runnin'.
Yestreen about the gloamin' time
I chanced to see him comin'
Whistling merrily the tune
That I am a' day hummin',' quo she,
'I am a' day hummin'.'

'Fee him, faither, fee him,' quo' she,
'Fee him, faither, fee him;
A' the wark about the house
Gaes wi' me whan I see him:
A' the wark about the house,
I gang sae lightly through it;
And though ye pay some merks o' geer,
Hoot! ye winna rue it,' quo' she,
'No; ye winna rue it.'

'What wad I do wi' him, hizzy?
What wad I do wi' him?
He's ne'er a sark upon his back,
And I hae nane to gie him.'
'I hae twa sarks into my kist,
And ane o' them I'll gie him;
And for a merk o' mair fee,
O, dinna stand wi' him,' quo' she,
'Dinna stand wi' him.'

'Weel do I lo'e him,' quo' she,
'Weel do I lo'e him,
The brawest lads about the place
Are a' but haverels to him.
O fee him, faither; lang I trow
We've dull and dowie been;
He'll haud the plough, thrash i' the barn,
And crack wi' me at e'en,' quo' she,
'Crack wi' me at e'en.'

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

Please, Jolene, take him from me,
Make your move and set me free,
He's got no dream, just drags his feet,
Can't keep a job, or cook a sick treat.
I'm tired of his lazy whiny ways!
Wanna see the sun with brighter days…

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
I’m begging you, take him off my hands,
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
He’s a burden I can’t stand.

Your pretty face and charming ways,
Would do well to keep him at bay.
He’s clingy, needy, and oh so weak,
A weedy nerd, a total freak.

Take him, Jolene, I won’t be sad,
You’d be freeing me, and that ain’t bad.
I’ve got my eyes on someone new,
So Jolene, it’s time he’s stuck with you.

He’s got no chest, and can’t lift a weight,
Leaves dirty socks, and never stays up late.
His whining voice drives me insane,
So Jolene, take him, please don’t refrain.

He’ll bore you with his Star Wars chat,
And can’t even cook, imagine that!
He’s always broke and always late,
So Jolene, save me from this fate.

Jolene, Jolene, you’d be my queen,
If you’d take this man, sight unseen.
Set me free, let me find my way,
Take him, Jolene, and save my day.

So Jolene, you see my plight,
Endless nights I've had to fight.
Your help would be a gift so grand,
Please, Jolene, lend a helping hand.
One last time, I'm asking you here,
Take him away, make it crystal clear.

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