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THE LASS O’ COWRIE.
Composedly Williaj: Eeid, Glasgow, bid considerably altered by
an unknown Author. Air—“ l-och Errochside!’ Key-note BJlal.
’Twas on a simmer’s afternoon,
A wee before the snn gaed down,
My lassie wi’ a braw new gown,
Cam’ o’er the hills to Gowrie.
The rose-bud, ting’d wi’ morning shower.
Bloom’d fresh within the sunny bower,
But Katie was the fairest flower,
That ever bloomed in Cowrie.
I had nae thought to do her wrang,
But round her waist my arms I flang,
And said, “ my lassie will ye gang
To view the Carse o’ Gowrie?
I’ll tak you to my father’s ha’,
In yon green field beside the shaw.
Anil malt’ you lady o’ them a’,
The brawest wife in Gowrie.”
Saft kisses on her lips I laid,
The blush upon her cheek soon spread;
She whispered modestly and said,
“ I’ll gang wi’ you to Gowrie.”
The auld folk soon gied their consent.
And to Mess John we quickly went,
Wha tied us to our heart’s content,
And now she’s lady Gowrie.
—*=0(20“ rr“7
BONNIE JEANIE GRAY.
Words by W. Paul. Music by K. Wkbstei;. Key-note G.
On! whar was ye sae late yestreen ?
My bonnie Jeanie Gray;
Your mither miss’d you late at e’en,
And eke at break o’ day.
YTour mither look’d sae sour and sad,
Your father dull and wae,
Oh! whar was ye sae late yestreen?
My bonnic Jeanie Gray.
Dear sister, sit ye down by me,
And let naebody ken,
For I hac promis’d late yestreen,
To wed young Jamie Glen.
The melting tear stood in his e’e,
What heart could say him nay?'
As aft he vow’d, thro’ life I’m thine,
My bonnie Jeanie Gray.