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118 SONGS.
Whan we were bairnies on yon brae.
An' youth was blinking bonny, O,
Aft we wad daff the lee-lang; day.
Our joys fii' sweet an' mony, O ;
Aft I wad chase thee o'er the lea,
An' round about the thorny tree ;
Or pu' the wild flowers a' for thee.
My only jo an' dearie, O.
I hae a wish I canna tine,
'Maug a' the cares that grieve me, O ;
I wish that thou wert ever mine.
An' never mair to leave me, O :
Then I wad dawt thee night an' day,
Nae ither warldly care wad hae.
Till life's warm stream forgat to play.
My only jo an' deatie, O.

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