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Up and waur them a', Jamie , |
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Up in the morning's no for me |
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*Upon the Lomonds I lay, I lay |
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Up wi' the carls o' Dysart |
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" Wap and rowe, wap and rowe .
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We are naefou, were nae thatfoit |
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Weary fa' you, Duncan Gray |
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Wee Willie Gray and his leather wallet |
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We'll hide the cooper behint the door |
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Will o'er the water, we'll o'er the sea . |
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Wha is that at my bower door . |
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Wham will we send to London town |
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Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass |
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Whare hae ye been sae braw, lad |
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Whare live ye, my bonie lass |
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♦What merriment has taen the Whigs . |
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What will I do gin my hoggie die |
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When chill November's surly blast |
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When first I came to Stewart Kyle |
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When first my brave Johnie lad |
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When Guilford good our pilot stood |
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When Januar' wind was blawing cauld |
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When lyart leaves bestrow the yird |
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When o'er the hill the e'ening star |
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When rosy May comes in wi' flowers |
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*When we gaed to the braes o' Mar |
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When wild war's deadly blast was blawn |
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Where are the joys I hae met in the morning . |
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Where, braving angry winter's storms . |
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Where Cart rins rowin to the sea |
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While larks with little wing |
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Wi' braw new branks in meikle pride . |
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Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed |
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Will ye go to the Highlands, Leezy Lindsay |
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Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary |
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Wishfully I look and languish . |
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Within the glen sae bushy, 0 . |
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Ye banks and braes and streams around , |
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Ye banks and braes o' bonie Doon |
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Ye flowery banks o' bonie Doon |
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Ye gallants bright, I rede you right |
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Ye sons of old Killie ... |
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