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Broadside ballad entitled 'The Song of the Emigrant'
THE SONG OF THE
PRICE ONE PENNY
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I'm lying on a foreign shore,
An' sunny memories bring
Oh, but tae see a weel kent face,
Or hear a Scottish lay,
They haunt me nicht and day.
My hair aince like the raven's wing,
Noo mixed wi' silver threeds
O Scotia's valiant deeds,
The dear sang o' Langsyne
"Auld Robin Gray," an' " Scots Wha Hae
She sang to me " The White Cockade,
She sang " The Rowan Tree,"
An' ' Bonnie Bessie Lee."
Or gar the saut tear fa',
Noo that I'm far awa'.
I've watched the sun at morning tide,
Strike o'er the lofty Ben,
To whaur he sets again.
I ken ha shines on Scotia's shore,
Tho' far across the sea,
My native land of thee.
Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(29b)