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Words by W. Cameron.
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MAHY AND ME.
Music by M. Wilson.
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The bon-nie wee bir-dies that sing in the glen, A les-son micht gie to the
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wis-est o' men; Nae sor-row is heard in their sang on the tree, They're joyfu' and
hap-pylike Ma-ry and me. They're joyfu' and hap-py like Ma-ry and me
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The blithe face o' na-ture may change wi' the year, And streams a' get drum-lie lang
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wimp-lin' and clear; Dark howl-ing No-vem-ber may bare ilk - a tree, They
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bring nought but pleas-ure to Ma-ry and me. Dark howl-ing No-vem-ber may
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bare ilk - a tree, They bring nought but plea-sure to Ma-ry and me.
Cauld winter may frown a' the flowers frae the field,
Frae lintie and lamb tak their bed and their bield ;
Tho' I pity them sair, my heart's fu' o' glee,
For it's aye spring or summer to Mary and me.
Awa wi' your tears, wi' your gloom, and your noise,
For nature's a palace o' beauties and joys ;
A Heaven on earth Heaven's willing to gie, —
True love and contentment like Marv and me.