Money Makes The Mare Go Speech

David Sillar (�� )

Money Makes the Mare to Go

Tune,            Colonel Montgomery�s Strathspey.  I.  Were I, wha am not o� the class, At liberty to wale a jo, I�d choose a rich an� wealthy lass Since money makes the mare to go.  	CHORUS            I�ve aften heard the sage advice, 	Poor fock shou�d be content; but who 	Wou�d buy content at such a price, 	When money makes the mare to go?            II.  What fignifies the force o� love!  An� beauty sweet, what can it do?  Beauty an� love rich fock may move,  While money makes their mare to go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.            III.  A bonny lass, I own�s a charm;  When gaily clad, ye beauty sho�;  But what does�t fair, if Poortith storm; �Tis money makes the mare to go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.            IV.  Were I for life to wale a wife,  Tae keep me free frae care an� woe,  I�d choose ane rich, a foe to strife, An� then I�d mak the mare to go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.            V.  If poor fock think I�ve o�er much greed,  Or mercy nane hae them tae show,  I tell them plain, thro� want an� need,  My mare�s sae poor she scarce can go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.            VI.  But if that fortune wad ordain  A competence on me to flow,  They�d never mair hear me complain;  Rejoicing with my mare I�d go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.            VII.  Thus hae I sung mysell tae rest,  Tho� richer I am not a straw;  Wi� what I hae I�ll do my best;  My mare, tho� poor, thro� life maun go.            I�ve aften heard, &c.

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