The smugglers of Cornwall were not always of Cornish stock. For instance there was FRANCIS WEBB, alias SCOTTS FRANK : who in six years time will be sought as one of the crew of the smuggling vessel Good Hope but tonight he is amongst his friends and with a bit of brandy inside him this young 20 year old is thinking of his girl at home in Scotland and even Ruta in her Knickers could not distract him and he was easily persuaded to give us all a song. This is also for those of you who have a wee dram of Scottish blood in your veins
Tho' Women's Minds
Tho' women's minds like
winter winds,
May shift, and turn, an' a' that,
The noblest breast adores them maist,
A consequence I draw that.
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For a' that, an a' that,
And twice as mickle as a' that,
The bonny lass that I lo'e best,
She'll be my ain for a' that.
Great love I bear to a' the Fair,
Their humble slave an' a' that;
But lordly Will, I hold it still
A mortal sin to thraw that?
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But there is ane aboon the lave,
Has wit, and sense, an a' that;
A bonny lass I like her best,
And wha a crime dare ca' that?
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In rapture sweet this hour we meet,
Wi mutual love an' a' that,
But for how lang the flie may stang,
Let inclination law that.
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Their tricks an' craft hae put me daft,
The've taen me in an' a' that,
But clear your decks, and here's, The Sex!
I like the jads for a' that!
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