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The deil sat girning i' the neuk,
Bonnie laddie. Highland laddie ;
Breaking sticks to roast the Duke,
My bonnie Highland laddie.
The bluidy monster gied a yell,
Bonnie laddie. Highland laddie;
An' loud the laugh gade round a' hell.
My bonnie Highland laddie.
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THE LOYELY LASS OF INVEHNESS.
TDj-rns has a beautiful song on this interesting subject, beginning
" The lovely lass o' Inverness," the first half stanza of which
is perhaps all that remains of an older song than this.]
There liv'd a lass in Inverness, *
She was the pride of a' the town.
She was blythe as a lark on the flower- tap.
Whan frae the nest it's newly flown.
At kirk she wan the auld folks luve,
At dance she wan the ladses' een ;
She was the blythest ay o' the blythe.
At wooster-trystes or Halloween.
As 1 came in by Inverness,
The summer-sun w^as sinking down,
O there I saw the weel-faur'd lass.
And she was greeting through the to^vn.
The gray-hair'd men were a' i' tlie streets.
And auld dames crying, (sad to see !)
The flower o* the lads o' Inverness,
Lie bluidie on Culloden-lee !