Comin' Thro' the Rye

Comin' thro' the rye, poor bodie, Comin' thro' the rye, She draigelt a' her petticotie: Comin' thro' the rye.

O Jenny's a' weet, poor bodie! Jenny's seldom dry! She draigelt a' her petticotie, a Comin' thro' the rye.

Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Comin' frae the rye Gin a bodie kiss a bodie, Need a bodie cry? 2O Jenny's a' weet, &c.

Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Comin' thro' the glen, Gin a bodie kiss a bodie, Need the world ken ? 2O Jenny's a' weet, &c.

Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Comin' frae the well. Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Need a bodie tell ? 2O Jenny's a' weet, &c Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Comin' frae the town, Gin a bodie meet a bodie, Need a bodie frown? 2O Jenny's a' weet, &c.

Kissing is the key of love, And clapping is the lock! And making o's the best thing, That e'er a young thing got. 2Jenny's a' weet, &c.

Ilka bodie has a bodie, Ne'er a ane ha'e l! What ails the laddies at me, That I am sae past by? 2O Jenny's a weet, &c.

FINIS.