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Peter Reid Rock 1 The pale moon was rising above Balmashanner My uncle the shepherd was tending his flock My puir Auntie Jeannie was mending her peenie The pair o them sooking Peter Reid Rock. O it's michty fine stuff, with a michty fine flavour, An aye in the hoose I keep a guid stock; For driving awa the smell o the whusky, There's naething tae beat Peter Reid Rock. Fur biles corns an bunions, for pickling the onions, Fur cleaning my teeth an dying a sock, Aa ower the world, ye'll find naething better, Than a half pund o' oor Peter Reid Rock. ________________________________________________________ Gilfillan (1962) [Sc. Ethn. Archive]. Rodger, Lang Strang (1948), 13, has st. 2; differs: 1 O omitted 2 ye shud keep 3 puitin' awa' . . . the drappie 4 There's nothing I ken like the Peter Reid Rock! G. notes: "Peter Reid (1803-1897) - Provost of Forfar (1880- 83), Magistrate of the Burgh, benefactor to the town (Public Park, Reid Hall (found. stone laid in 1869) convalescent ward at the Infirmary) ran his confectionery business in Castle Street - esp. Forfar Rock or Peter Reid Rock." From the first line, the tune appears to be The Rose of Tralee. MS MS apr96
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