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While thus we lay, she sang a sang, Till echo ran a mile and farther;' And ay the burden o' the sang Was, O'er the moor amang the heather. O'er the moor amang the heather, O'er the moor amang the heather; And ay the burden o' the sang Was, O'er the moor amang the heather.
She charm'd my heart, and ay sinsyne, I could na think on ony ither: By sea and sky she shall be mine ! The bonie lass amang the heather.
O'er the moor amang the heather,
O'er the. moor amang the heather;
By sea and sky she shall be mine !
The bonie lass amang the heather. |
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No. 357. As I lay on my bed on a night.
Tune : Go from my window, love, do (see No. 307).
As I lay on my bed on a night, I thought upon her beauty bright,
But the moon by night
Did give no light Which did perplex me sore— Yet away to my love I did go.
Then under her window I came, I gently call'd her by her name;
Then up she rose,
Put on her clothes, And whisper'd to me slow, Saying :—* Go from my window, love, do.''
* My father and my mother are asleep, And if they chance to hear you speak,
There will be nocht
But great abuse Wi' many* a bitter blow :— And it's Go from my window, love, do.' |
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