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plai - die to the ang' - ry airt. Wad
shel-ter thee, wad * shel - ter thee.
Or did mis-for-tune's bit- ter storms a-
round thee blaw, a - round thee blaw. Thy
beild shou'd be my bo - som warm, To
share it a', to share it a*.
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