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tho' she pr.>_mis'd to be true, She pro_ven has, a _lake! n,n_kjnd; "Which
ars poor Jock-y of_ten rue, That e'er he lov'd a fir-kle mind. And its
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Now Jocky was a bonny lad
As e'er was born in Scotland fair;
But now,poor man! he's e'en gane wud,
Since Jenny has gart him despair.
Young Jocky "was a piper's son,
And fell in love when he was young-;
But a' (he springs that he could play,
Was o'er the hills, and far away.
And it's oe'r the hills, ic.
He sung: _When first my Jenny's face
I saw, she seem'd sae fu' of grace,
With meiklc joy my heart was fill'd,
That's now, alas: with sorrow kill'd ,
Oh! was she but as true as fair,
'Twad put an end to my despair;
Instead of that she is unkind,
And wavers like the winter wind.
And its o'er the hills, Sec.
Ah.' could she find the dismal wae,
That for her sake I underg-ae,
SliTuuld nar chase but grant relief,
And pnt an end to a' my grief.
Bnt,oh! she is as fause as fair ,
"Which causes a' my sighs and care;
But she triumphs in proud disdain,
And takes a pleasure in my pain.
And its o'er the hills, <fcc.
Hard was my hap to fa' in love
With ane that does sae faithless prove;
Hard was my fate to court a maid,
That has my constant heart betray d .
A thousanrl times to me she swore,
She wad be true for evermore;
But, to my grief,ala'ke! I say,
She staw my heart and ran away.
And its o'er the hills, &c.
Since that she will nae pity take,
I maun gae wander for her sake,
And, in ilk wood and g-loomy grove,
I'll sighing- sing-, Adieu to love.
Since she is fause whom I adore,
I'll never trust a woman more;
Frae a' their charms I'll flee awav.
And on my pipe 1*11 sweetly pla\.
And its o'er the HlsAt . |j