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TOKE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
No. 125. O, saw ye my deai'ie, my Eppie M'^Nab ?
Tune : Eppie M'^Nab. Scots Musical Museum, 1792, No. 336.
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pie M^ - Nab ! What - e'er thou has'done, be it late, be it
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soon. Thou 's wel - come a - gain to thy ain Jock Rab!
O, SAW ye my dearie, my Eppie M^Nab?
O, saw ye my dearie, my Eppie M^Nab?
' She 's down in the yard, she 's kissin the laird,
She winna come hame to her ain Jock Rab.'
O, come thy ways to me, my Eppie M<^Nab !
O, come thy ways to me, my Eppie M<=Nab !
Whate'er thou has done, be it late, be it soon,
Thou 's welcome again to thy ain Jock Rab.