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202        Ballads and Songs of Michigan
For a text and discussion see Ord, pp. 75-76. See also Flanders and Brown, pp. 131-132, and Ford (First Series, 1899), pp. 12-14. The present version was sung in 1916 by Mr. John Laidlaw, Ypsilanti.
1    It was on a day when the heather was bloomin', The hieland hills hummed wi' the sair laden bee. I met a fair maid as hame I was ridin',
Was herdin' her sheep on the hills of Glenshee.
2    The rose o' her cheek was joined wi' a dimple, And sweet was the blink o' her bonny blue ee; Her face sae enchantin', sae nate, and sae handsome, My heart soon belonged to the lass of Glenshee.
3    I kissed her and caressed her and called her my darlin', "Now wilt thou not gae to St. Johnston wi' me? There not one o' the fair shall set feet on the Casea With clothin' more fine than the lass of Glenshee.
4    "A carnage 0' pleasure ye'll have to ride in,
And folks will say 'Ma'am* when they speak to thee, And servants you shall have to do your biddin'; I'll make you my lady, the lass of Glenshee."
5    "I make na me wi' your carriage to ride in, For all these grandem I valley one flea.
I'll think myseP happy wi' a crook an' a plaidie With an innocent herd on the hills of Glenshee."
6    "Don't dream of such stories but come up behind me; Ere Phoebus goes round, me sweet bride you shall be. This night in my arms I'll dattie sae kindly."
She smiled and consented; I take her with me.
7    Now years has passed since we buckled together; The seasons have changed, but na changes wi' me. She's aye as gay as the fine summer weather And as pure as the snow on the hills of Glenshee.

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