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Annie she's dowie, and Willie he's wae:
What can be the matter wi' siccan a twae,
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O lassie ayont the hill,
Come ower the tap o' the hill,
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Oh! the bonny, bonny dell, whaur the yorlin sings,
Wi' a clip o' the sunshine atween his wings;
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"What gars ye sing," said the herd-laddie,
"What gars ye sing sae lood?"
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I like ye weel upo Sundays, Nannie,
I' yer goon and yer ribbons and a';
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Doon cam the sunbeams, and up gaed the stour,
As we spangt ower the road at ten mile the hoor,
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I.
"Bonny lassie, rosy lassie,
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Win' that blaws the simmer plaid
Ower the hie hill's shoothers laid,
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Whan Andrew frae Strathbogie gaed
The lift was lowerin dreary,
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The bairns i' their beds, worn oot wi' nae wark,
Are sleepin, nor ever an eelid winkin;
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Ane by ane they gang awa;
The getherer gethers grit and sma':
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"Death, whaur do ye bide, auld Death?"
"I bide in ilka breath,"
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As I was walkin on the strand,
I spied ane auld man sit
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The water ran doon frae the heich hope-heid,
\Wi' a Rin, burnie, rin\;
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There cam a man to oor toon-en',
And a waesome carl was he,
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"What maks ye sae canty, granny dear?
Has some kin' body been for ye to speir?
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Up cam the tide wi' a burst and a whush,
And back gaed the stanes wi' a whurr;
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What gars ye sing sae, birdie,
As gien ye war lord o' the lift?
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The wind it blew, and the ship it flew,
And it was "Hey for hame!"
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Rose o' my hert,
Open yer leaves to the lampin mune;
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There was John Gordon an' Archibold,
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I'm a puir man I grant,
But I am weel neiboured;
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"O lat me in, my bonny lass!
It's a lang road ower the hill,
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I dinna ken what's come ower me!
There's a how whaur ance was a hert!
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Sweep up the flure, Janet;
Put on anither peat.
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The warl it's dottit wi' hames
As thick as gowans o' the green,
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\The Man says:\
Laverock i' the lift,
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Lord, I'm an auld man,
An' I'm deein!
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I.--THIS SIDE AN' THAT.
The rich man sat in his father's seat--
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A lang-backit, spilgie, fuistit auld carl
Gangs a' nicht rakin athort the warl
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\The Deil's forhooit his ain, his ain!
The Deil's forhooit his ain!
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Greitna, father, that I'm gauin,
For fu' well ye ken the gaet;
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There was an auld fisher, he sat by the wa',
An' luikit oot ower the sea;
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The stars are steady abune;
I' the water they flichter and flee;
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