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BONNIE ANNIE. |
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There cam a ship's captain out owre the sea sailing, «
He courted this young thing till he got her wi' bairn:—
" Ye'll steal your father's gowd, and your mother's money,
And I'll mak ye a lady in Ireland bonnie."
She's stown her father's gowd and her mother's money,
But she was never a lady in Ireland bonnie. . 10
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" There's fey fowk in our ship, she winna sail for
me, There's fey fowk in our ship, she winna sail for
me." They've casten black bullets twice six and forty, And ae the black bullet fell on bonnie Annie.
" Ye'll tak me in your arms twa, lo, lift me cannie, is Throw me out owre board, your ain dear Annie." He has tane her in his arms twa, lo, lifted her
cannie, He has laid her on a bed of down, his ain dear
Annie.
" What can a woman do, love, I'll do for ye ;" " Muckle can a woman do, ye canna do for me.— Lay about, steer about, lay our ship cannie, 21 Do all you can to save my dear Annie." |
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