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350+ Song Lyrics With Sheet Music, Selected And Arranged By John Hullah.

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	The Song Book	165
	Tho' hurricanes rise, and raise every wind, They'll ne'er make a tempest like that in my mind ; Tho' loudest of thunders on louder waves roar, That's naething like leaving my Love on the shore. To leave thee behind me my heart is sore pain'd, But by ease that's inglorious no fame can be gain'd ; And beauty and love's the reward of the brave, And I maun deserve it before I can crave. Then glory, my Jeanie, maun plead my excuse ; Since honour commands me, how can I refuse ? Without it, I ne'er can have merit for thee, And losing thy favour, I'd better not be. I gae then, my lass, to win honour and fame, And if I should chance to come gloriously ha me, I'll bring a heart to thee with love running o'er, And then I'll leave thee and Lochaber no more.
	Words by Allan Ramsay. Tune Lochaber.