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The wsnt’ry fun tlie day lias clos’d,
'\n’ I’ll away to Nannie, O :
The velllin wind blaws loud and (hrill.
The night’' baith mirk an’ rainy, O >
l [’ll get my plaid, an’ out I’ll ileal,
! An’ owre the hill to Nanme, O,
To Nannie, O. to Nannie, O,
I’ll get my plaid, an’ out I’ll Heal,
An’ owre the hill to Nannie, O.
My Nannie’s charming, fweet, and young,
Nae artfu’ wiles to win ye, O j
May ill befa’ the flatt’ ingtongue
That wad beguile my Nannie, O :
rler face b fair, her heart is true,
As fpotlefs as fhe’- bonaie, O j
The op’ning gowan war wi’ dew,
Nae puier is than Nannie, O.
A country lad is mv degree,
An’ few there be that ken me, Oj
ut what care I how few they be,
Tm welcome ay to Nannie, O :
y riches a’s my penny fee,
An’ I maun guide it cannie O ;
ut warld’s gear ne'er troubles me,
My thoughts are a’ my Nannie, O.
)ur auld Guidman delights to view
His iheep an’ kye thrive bonnie, O;
3ut I’m as blythe that bauds his plough,
An’ has nae care but Nannie, O j
^ome weel, come wo, I care na by,
I’ll tak’ what Heaven will fen’ me, O
Nae ither care in life ha’e I,
.But live au’ love my Nannie, 0.