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BABY LIVINGSTON |
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He 's carried her o'er hills and muirs Till they came to a Highland glen,
And there he 's met his brother John, With twenty armed men.
v O there were cows, and there were ewes,
And lasses milking there! But Baby ne'er ance look'd about,
Her heart was fill'd wi' care.
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Glenlyon took her in his arms, And kiss'd her, cheek and chin ;
Says, ' I'd gie a' these cows and ewes But ae kind look to win.'—
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' O ae kind look ye ne'er shall get,
Nor win a smile frae me, Unless to me you'll favour shew,
And take me to Dundee.'—
VIII
' Dundee, Baby ? Dundee, Baby ?
Dundee you ne'er shall see Till I've carried you to Glenlyon
And have my bride made thee.
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' We'll stay a while at Auchingour, And get sweet milk and cheese,
And syne we'll gang to Glenlyon, And there live at our ease.'— |
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