The Cardin O't, The Spinnin O't

      I coft a stane o' haslock woo',      To mak a wab to Johnie o't;      For Johnie is my only jo,      I loe him best of onie yet.       Chorus-The cardin' o't, the spinnin' o't,      The warpin' o't, the winnin' o't;      When ilka ell cost me a groat,      The tailor staw the lynin' o't.       For tho' his locks be lyart grey,      And tho' his brow be beld aboon,      Yet I hae seen him on a day,      The pride of a' the parishen.      The cardin o't, &c.