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FAIR ANNIE OF LOCHEOTANV
" Your brethren will kemb your yellow hair
Wi' a new-made silver kemb; And the king o' Heaven will father your bairn, "
Till love Gregor come hame."
" 0 gin I had a bonny ship,
And men to sail wi' me, It's I wad gang to my true love,
Sin he winna come tome!" a>
Her father's gien her a bonny ship,
And sent her to the stran'; She's taen her young son in her arms,
And turn'd her back to the Ian'.
She hadna been o' the sea sailrn' as
About a month or more, Till landed has she her bonny ship
Near her true-love's door.
The nicht was dark, and the wind blew cald, And her love was fast asleep, «•
And the bairn that was in her twa arms Fu' sair began to greet.
Lang stood she at her true love's door,
And lang tirl'd at the pin ; At length up gat his fause mother, ss
Says, " Wha's that wad be in ?"