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224 TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS |
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Tune : O, an ye were dead, Guidman. [Cal. Pocket Companion, 1752, iv. p. 24.] |
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A Highland lad ray love was born, The lalland laws he held in scorn, But he still was faithfu' to his clan, My gallant, braw John Highlandman.
Chorus. Sing hey my braw John Highlandman! Sing ho my braw John Highlandman! There's not a lad in a' the Ian' Was match for my John Highlandman 1 |
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With his philabeg an' tartan plaid, An' guid claymore down by his side, The ladies' hearts he did trepan, My gallant, braw J ohn H ighlandman.
We ranged a' from Tweed to Spey, An' Iiv'd like lord^ an' ladies gay ; For a lalland face he feared none,— My gallant, braw John Highland-man.
They banish'd him beyond the sea, But ere the bud was on the tree, |
Adown my cheeks the pearls ran, Embracing my John Highlandraan.
But, och! they catch'd him at the last, And bound him in a dungeon fast; My curse upon them every one— They've hang'd my braw John Highlandman !
And now a widow I must mourn The pleasures that will ne'er return ; No comfort but a hearty can, When I think on John Highlandman. |
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