Peg Nicholson Was A Good Bay Mare, As Ever Trode On Airn; But Now SHe's Floating Down The Nith, And Past The Mouth O' Cairn. Peg Nicholson Was A Good Bay Mare, And Rode Thro' Thick An' Thin; But Now SHe's Floating Down The Nith, And Wanting Even The Skin. Peg Nicholson Was A Good Bay Mare, And Ance She Bore A Priest; But Now SHe's Flouting Down The Nith, For Solway Fish A Feast. Peg Nicholson Was A Good Bay Mare, And The Priest He Rode Her Sair; And Much Oppress'D And Bruis'D She Was; As Priest-Rid Cattle Are, &C. &C.
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