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I'll. LOVE : HUMOROUS 157 |
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May powers aboon unite you soon, And fructify your amours,
And every year come in mair dear To you and Willie Chalmers! |
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No. 175. I am my mammy s ae bairn.
Tune : I'm o'er young to marry yet Scots Musical Museum, 1788, No. 107. |
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I am my mammy's ae bairn,
Wi' unco folk I weary, sir, And lying in a man's bed,
I'm fley'd it mak me eerie, sir.
Chorus. I'm o'er young, Pm o'er young, I'm o'er young to marry yet! I'm o'er young, 'twad be a sin To tak me frae my mammy yet.
Hallowmas is come and gane,
The nights are lang in winter, sir;
And you an' I in ae bed—
In trowth, I dare na venture, sir.
Fu' loud and shill the frosty wind Blaws thro' the leafless timmer, sir,
But if ye come this gate again, I'll aulder be gin simmer, sir. |
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