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THE SIX ROAD ENDS, by            
First Line: When folks hae got the meetin' an' sabbath dinner ower
Last Line: "courtin' on the sabbath near the ""six road ends."
Subject(s): Ireland; Country Life


When folks hae got the meetin' an' Sabbath dinner ower,
The neighbours aye'll gather an' pass a frien'ly hour,
O'er the doin's o' the week
Tongues'll wag an' cutties reek--
Every Sabbath evenin' at the "Six Road Ends."

If comin' frae the market.ye got a wee bit drouth,
An' gang into the "public" an' tongue has slipped the truth,
How ye sold the spavin mare,
Bested this yin here an' there--
Ye'll hear it on the Sabbath at the "Six Road Ends"

Hae ye got a poun' note--ye dinna want to len'?
Have ye got a wife--that'd rin about an' spen'?
An' gang an' waste it a'
Buyin' things she had nae ca'--
Ye'll hear it on the Sabbath at the "Six Road Ends."

Hae Billy got the measles or Sammy got the mumps?
The brindle cow has died or yer wife hae got the grumps?
Ye'll hear it a' an' mair,
Till yer heart is sick an' sair--
Ye'll hear it on the Sabbath at the "Six Road Ends."

The latest price o' cattle, the prospect o' the crops,
Is the minister goin' to marry, or no quite orthodox?
How some countryside magnate
Slipped a ha'penny on the plate--
Ye'll hear it on the Sabbath at the "Six Road Ends."

I hae a girl that loves me, her word she gie me true,
Her face is fair an' kin'ly, her name I'll nae tell you;
We gang where nane'll see,
For in troth ye'll no catch me.
Courtin' on the Sabbath near the "Six Road Ends."





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