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THERE GROWS A BONNIE BRIER BUSH.
Old song, altered by Burns.
There grows a ton - nie brier bush in our kail-yard ; And white are the
blossoms o't in our kail -yard; Like wee bit white cock - ades for our
loy - al Hieland lads ; And the
lo'e the brier bush in our kail - yard.
But were they a' true that are far awa' ?
Oh ! were they a' true that are far awa'?
They drew up wi' glaiket Englishers at Carlisle ha',
And forgot auld frien's when far awa'.
Ye' 11 come nae mair, Jamie, where aft ye hae been;
Ye' 11 come nae mair, Jamie, where aft ye hae been;
Ye lo'ed owre weel the dancin' at Carlisle ha',
And forgot the Hieland hills that were far awa'.
He's comin' frae the North that's to fancy me,
He's comin' frae the North that's to fancy me,
A feather in his bonnet, and a ribbon at his knee ;
He's a bonnie Hieland laddie, and you be na he.
ANNIE LAURIE.
Max-well-ton braes are bonnie, Where early fa's the dew, And it's there that Annie
Lau - rie Gie'd me her pro-mise true, Gi'ed me her pro-mise true, Which
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ne'er forgot will be, And for bonnie An - nie Lau-rie I'd lay me down and dee.