The Thrusting of It by Paul Clayton
The Thrusting of It by Paul Clayton

The Thrusting of It

Paul Clayton * Track #18 On Bobby Burns’ Merry Muses of Caledonia

The Thrusting of It Lyrics

Can you play me, Duncan Gray
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
Over the hills and far away
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
Duncan came our Meg to woo
Meg was nice and wouldna do
But like an ether puffed and blew
At offer of a-thrusting of it

Duncan, he came here again
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
All was out and Meg alone
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
He kissed her here and there so sweet
He banged a thing against her gate
But yet its name I willna state
I believe she got the thrusting of it

She took him to the cellar then
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
To see if he could do it again
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
He kissed her once, he kissed her twice
Maybe Duncan kissed her thrice
Till devil, a more the thing would rise
To give her the long thrusting of it

But Duncan took her for his wife
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
To be the comfort o' his life
Ha, ha, the thrusting of it
Now she scold both niht an' day
Except when Duncan's at the play
And that's as seldom as he may
He's weary of a-thrusting of it

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