


| Stop Yer Tickling Jock |
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| Scottish Songs and Celtic Ballads |
| Modern and Traditional Folk Music |
| Stop Yer Tickling, Jock! Oh!, I'm, courting a farmer's dochter. She's one of the nicest ever seen. Her cheeks they are a rosy red, And her age is just sweet seventeen. When I throw my arms around her neck and try to steal a kiss, Oh, she'll wriggle and giggle and twist and twiggle, And then you'll hear her shouting this- Chorus Will you stop yer tickling, Jock! Oh, stop yer tickling, Jock! Dinna mak' me laugh so hearty, Or you'll mak me choke. Oh, I wish you'd stop yer nonsense, Just look at all the folk. Will yer stop yer tic-kle-ing, tic-kle-ic-kle-ing. Stop yer tickling Jock! Oh!, she went to the seaside with me, I thought she would like to see the sea. Oh!, I did enjoy mysel' that day, And I can tell you, so did she! On the railway train as we went Thro' the tunnels in the dark, Oh, ev'ry time I wink'd at her, The passengers heard her remark - Chorus Oh!, I went to the farm one Sunday, Because she invited me to tea. Her faither and her mither went to the kirk, Which was a'richt with me. What a lovely, lovely feed we had, Of ham and eggs and bun! Oh, and after that we had some treacle, Roly poly just for fun - Chorus Oh!, I'm thinking o' getting married, In that, d' ye ken, there'll be nae harm. Oh! because I think she's just the sort of lass To keep me nice and warm. I think she has a lot o' brass, But that I'll find out soon, If she has, then we'll go riding On the 'Tupp'ny Tube' for the honeymoon. Chorus (twice!) |