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For my father h© will not me own,
And my mother fhe neglects ire,
And a' my friends hae lightlyed me,
And their fervants they do flight me.
But had I a fervant at my command,
As aft times I ve had many,
That wad rin wi' a letter to bonie Glenfwood,
Wi' a letter to my rantin laddie.
Oh, is he either a laird, or a lord,
Or is he but a cadie,
That ye do him ca' fae aften by name,
Your bonie, bonie rantin laddie.
Indeed he is baith a laird and a lord,
And he never we* a 'cadie;.
But he is the Earl o bonie Aboyne,
And he is my rantin laddie.
O ye'se get a fervent at your command,
As aft times ye've had many,
That fall. rin wi' a letter to bonie Glenfwood,
A letter to your rantin laddie.
When lord Aboyne did the letter get,
but he blinket bonie;
But or he had read three lines of it,
1 think his heart was forry. ,
O vyha is daur be fae bauld,
Sae cruelly to ufe my lafsie?
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For her father he will not her know,
And her mother fhe does flight her;
And a' her friends hae lightlied her, "
And their fervants they neglect her.
Go raife to me my five hundred men,
Make hafte and make them ready;
With a milkwhite fteed under every ane,
For to bring hame my lady.
As they cam in thro' Buchan- fhire,
They were a company bonie,
With a gude claymor in every hand,
And O, but the) fhin'd bonie.

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