The Poor Mans tatties back again by sdfsb346f

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									       The Poor Man's tatties back again.
Ye working men come join with me,          The old farmer in the corner sits
And let us sing with mirth and glee ;      And grins and thraws, and bites his lips,
For noo the sang I'm gaun to sing,         While his wife and daughter sadly sing,
Is the poor man's tatties back again—      O dear the tatties baek again.
For since the year of forty-twa,           Jenny lass, you'll buy nae mair silk gowns,
The tattie rotted frae the shaw,           Nor pianofortes io play a tune,
which caused baith muckle grief and pain, Or Garibaldie hats or crinolies ;
But noo the tatties back again.            For O dear the tatties back again,
                   CHORUS.                    The poor man's tatties back again, etc
   The poor man's tatties back again,
   The poor man's tatties back again,
   Come let us sing till the welkin ring,  Our corn, our barley, and our pease,
   The poor man's tatties back again.      Likewise our butter and our cheese,
                                           And ilka thing about the toon,
Noo the Indian buck we will eat no more In price is qnickly coming down ;
But we will have milk and spuds gallore, Thae trash o' trademen and their wives
And that's the stuff to fill our wame      Were ne'er sae braw in a' their lives
At dinner time when we come hame ;         At us they tose their heads and sing
Noo working folks can get a feed,          Ha, ha, the tatties back again
O' ling and cod o' Shetland breed,           The poor man's tatties back again
And guide salt herring frae Lochfine,
And tatties four-pence for a stane.
   The poor man's tatties back again etc. Now Erin's sons you may rejoice,
                                           For tatties reared them sturdy boys
Our wifes can sit and brag wi' glee,       On many a well fought battle plain
While drinking a strong cup o' tea,        Englands foe they found the strenglo' tham
And tatties bristled in the pan            But since the tatties they did fail,
With kitchen fee or Belfast ham,           It caused many Irish hearts te wail,
And when the weans come frae the school And thousands for it left their home,
Their hungry wames they soon can fill,     But huzza, the tatties back again,
With guid dry tatties roasted fine,           Tha poor man's tatties back again, etc
Noo since they have come back again.
   The poor man's tatties back again.
                                           Noo working folk see and be wise,
The bits o' lasses in the toons            When things is cheap, tak my advice,
Are buying muffs and braw silk gowns,      From public houses do abstain,
And lawyers' clerks and prentice chiels,   And thar's the way your sure to gain.
My faith but they are looking weel,        Their trash o' whisky end their yill,
And quickly they'll screw up their nose, Your hungrk wames it ne'er can fill,
If you set them doon some guid pease brose But beef and tatties do buy in,
They will have sprats and tatties fine     And hunger then you ue'er will fin'
Noo since they have come back again.
   The poor roan's tatties back again, etc   The poor man's tatties back again, etc

								
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