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To danton me, and me sae young,
To the Lords of Convention 'twas Clavers who epoke,
'Twas even, the dewy fields were green,
'Twas in that season of the year,
'Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin,
'Twas on a Monday morning,
'Twas summer tide, the cushat sang,
'Twas when the wan leaf frae the birk tree was faN
'Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town.
Up amang yon cliffy rocks,
Upon a fair morning, for soft recreation.
Up wi' the carles o' Dysart,
Waken, lords and ladies gay,
Was ever old warrior of suffering so weary
We'll meet beside the dusky glen.
We'll hap and row, we'll hap an row,
Whar hae ye been a' day,
Wha's at the window, wha, wha,
What ails this heart o' mine.
What can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie
Wha the devil hae we gotten for a king,
Wha my kettle now will boil.
What beauties does Flora disclose,
Wha wadna be in love, ....
When first I came to be a man.
When first my dear laddie gaed to the green hill
When gloamin o'er the welkin steals,
When Januar winds were bla^vin' cauld.
When I hae a saxpence imder my thumb.
When innocent pastime our pleasure did crown.
When John and me were married,
When I think on this warld's pelf,
When I upon thy bosom lean.
When I was in my se'enteen year.
When Katie was scarce out nineteen.
When kimmer and I were groom and bride,
When lightning parts the thunder-cloud.
When Maggie and I were acquaint,
When o'er the hills the eastern star,
When our ancient forefathers agreed wi' the laird
When Phoebus bright the azure skies.
When Rosie was faithful, how happy was I,