The Jolly Gauger

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The Jolly Gauger
(Tune - We'll gang nae mair a rovin')

THERE was a jolly gauger, a gauging he did ride,
And he has met a beggar down by yon river side.
An weel gang nae mair a rovin' wi ladies to the wine,
When a beggar wi' her meal-pocks can fidge her tail sae fine.

Amang the broom he laid her; amang the broom sae green,
And he's fa'n to the beggar, as she had been a queen.
And weel gang, &c.

My blessings on thee laddie, thou's done my turn sae weel,
Wilt thou accept, dear laddie, my pock and pickle meal?
And weel, &c.

Sae blyth the beggar took the bent, like ony bird in spring,
Sae blyth the beggar took the bent, and merrily did sing.
And weel, &c.

My blessings on the gauger, o' gaugers he's the chief.
Sic kail ne'er crost my kettle, nor sic a joint o' beef.
And weel, &c.


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