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THE HIGHLAND MINSTREL BOY.
Written by IIakry Stoe Van I>yk. Composed ly Jonw Barneti
Key-note G.
I hae wander’d mony a nisht in June
Along the banks of Clyde,
Beneath a bright and bonnie moon,
Wi’ Mary at my side;
As summer .was she to mine e’e,
And to my heart a joy,
And weel she lo’ed to roam wi’ me,
. Her Highland minstrel boy.
Oh, her presence could on every star
New brilliancy confer;
And I thought the flowers were sweeter far
When they were seen with her.
Her brow was calm as sleeping sea.
Her glance was full o’joy.
And oh. her heart was true to me,
Her Highland minstrel boy.
I hae play’d to ladies fair and gay,
In mony a southron hall;
But there was one far, far away,
A world above them all.
And now, tho’ weary years have lied,
I think wi’ mournful joy,
Upon the time when Mary wed
Her Highland minstrel boy.
THE YEAR THAT’S AWA.
Words by Dunlop. Music by Donaldson. Key-note F.
O here’s to the year that’s awa!
We’ll drink it in strong and in sma’,
And here’s to the bonnie young lassie we lo’ed,
While swift flew the year that’s awa.
And here’s to the, <fcc.
And here’s to the soldier wha bled—
To the sailor wha bravely did fa’;
Their fame is alive, tho’ their spirits are fled
On the wings of the year that's awa.
Their fame is alive, Ac.
And here’s to the friend wo can trust,
When the storms of adversity blaw;
May he join in our song, and lie nearest our heart—
Nor depart like the year that’s awa.
May he join in, Ac.

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