The National Song Book - Online Music Book

250 Folk-songs, Carols, And Rounds with sheet music and lyrics

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	2. Quoth I, " My bird, my bonnie, bonnie bird, Is that a sang ye borrow; Are these some words ye've learnt by heart, Or a lilt o¹ dool an' sorrow ? " ⁴¹ Oh ! no, no, no," the wee bird sang, " I've flown sin' mornin¹ early ; But sic a day o' wind an' rain— Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie
	3- ¹¹ On hills that are by right his ain, He roves a lanely stranger, On ev'ry side he's press'd by want, On ev'ry side is danger. Yestreen I met him in a glen, My heart maist burstit fairly, For sadly changed indeed was he— Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! "
	4- " Dark night cam' on, the tempest roar'd, Loud o'er the hills an' valleys, An' where was't that your Prince lay down_; W'ha's hame should be a palace ? " " He row'd him in a Highland plaid, Which cover'd him but sparely, An' slept beneath a bush o' broom— Oh ! wae's me for Prince Charlie ! "
	5- But now the bird saw some red coats, An' he shook his wings \vi' anger, ¹¹ Oh ! this is no a land for me ; I'll tarry here nae langerl" He hover'd on the wing a while Ere he departed fairly, But weel I mind the fareweel strain Was, " Wae's me for Prince Charlie!^,;
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