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My kurtch I put upon my head,
And dress’d mysel’ fu’ braw ;
I trow my heart was douf and wae,
When Jamie gaed awa :
But weel may the boatie row,
And lucky be her part;
And lightsome be the lassie’s care
That yields an honest heart.
When Sawnie, Jock, and Janetie,
Are up, and gotten lear,
They’ll help to gar the boatie row,
And lighten a’ our care.
The boatie rows, the boatie rows,
The boatie rows fu’ weel;
And lightsome be her heart that bears
The maurlain and the creel!
And when wi’ age we are worn down,
And hirpling round the door,
They’ll row to keep us hale and warm
As we did them before :
Then weel may the boatie row,
That wins the bairn’s bread;
And happy be the lot o’ a’,
That wish the boat to speed !
JOCK O’ HAZELDEAN.
Why weep ye by the tide, lady ?
Why weep ye by the tide ?
I’ll wed you to my youngest son,
And thou shalt be his bride;
And thou shalt be his bride, lady,
Sae comely to be seen—