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332            TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS
•No. 346. Our young lady's a huntin gane.
Tune: The rowin't in her apron Scots Musical Museum, 1796, No. 424.
Our young lady's a huntin gane, Sheets nor blankets has she taen, But she's born her auld son or she cam hame, And she's row'd him in her apron.
Her apron was o' the hollan fine, Laid about wi' laces nine ; She thought it a pity her babie should tyne, And she 's row'd him in her apron.
Her apron was o' the hollan sma', Laid about wi' laces a', She thought it a pity her babe to let fa'; And she row'd him in her apron.
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Her father says within the ha', Among the knights and nobles a': — 11 think I hear a babie ca'
In the chamber among our young ladies.'
{ O father dear ! it is a bairn, I hope it will do you nae harm, For the laddie I lo'ed, and he'll lo'e me again, For the rowin't in my apron.'
O, is he a gentleman, or is a clown, That has brought thy fair body down ? I would not for a' this town The rowin't in thy apron.'