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She served them up, she served them doun,
She served them frank and free ;
But when she gaed behind then- backs,
The saut tears filled her ee.
When bells were rung, and mass was sung,
And a' men boune to bed,
The bride but and the bonnie bridegroom
In ae chamber were laid.
Fair Annie took out her virginals.
To harp thir twa asleep ;
And ay, as sadly she did play,
Fu' sairly did she weep.
Lang wae and sad fair Annie sat.
And dreirie was her sang ;
And ever, as she sobbed and grat,
" Wae to him that did me wrang !
Oh, gin my sons were yon grey rats,
That climb the castle wa',
And I mysell a bluidy grey cat,
I'd rise and worry them a' !"
Then out and spak the bonnie bride.
In bride's bed, where she lay :
" O this is like my sister Anne,
That does sae sadly play."
" Lie still, lie still, my gay ladye_,
Lie still and sleep a wee ;
It's naething but an auld servant
That waileth sae for me."
" Oh, gin my sevin sons were yon sevin young hares,
That rin round the castle wa'.