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As me and my marrow was gannin to wark,

We met wi' the De'il, it was in the dark;

I up wi' my pick, it being in the neet,

And knock'd off his horns, likewise his club feet.

Follow the horses, Johnny, my lad, oh!

Follow them through, my canny lad, oh!

Follow the horses, Johnny, my lad, oh!

Oh, lad, lie away, canny lad, oh!

As me and my marrow was putting the tram,

The lowe it went oot, and my marrow went wrang;

You would have laugh'd had you seen the gam,

The de'il gat my marrow, but I gat the tram.

Follow the horses, &c.

Oh, marrow! oh, marrow! what dost thou think?

I've broken my bottle and spilt a' my drink;

I've lost a' my shin-splints amang the greet stanes,

Draw me to the shaft, it's time to gan hame.

Follow the horses, &c.

Oh, marrow! oh, marrow! where hest thou been?

Driving the drift frae the low seam,

Driving the drift frae the low seam:

Haud up the lowe, lad! de'il stop oot thy een!

Follow the horse, &c.

Oh, marrow! oh, marrow! this is wor pay week,

We'll get penny loaves, and drink to our beek;

And we'll fill up our bumper, and round it shall go,

Follow the horses, Johnny lad, oh!

Follow the horses, &c.

There is me horse, and there is me tram;

Twee horns full of greese will myek her to gan;

There is me hoggers, likewise me half shoon,

And smash me heart! marrow, me putting's a' done!

Follow the horses, &c.