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Silent are the rocks that echo'd sae gladly,
O.
The wild (illegible text) strains of my dear highland
laddie. O,

Oh! Love is like the morning, sae gladsome
and bonny, O
Till winds fa' a storming, and clouds low'r
sae rainy, O;
As nature, in winter, drrops withering sae
sadly, O,
Sae lang may I morn for my dear highland
laddie, O.

He pu’d me the the crawberry ripe frae the
boggie fen,
He pu'd me the strawberry red frae the
boggie glen,
He pu’d me the rowan frae the wild steep
sae giddy, O,
Sae loving and kind was my dear highland
laddie, O.

Farewel my ewes an’ farewel my doggie, O
Farewel ye knows, now fae cheerless and
scroggi, O;
Faetwel, Glenfeoch, my mammy and my
daddie, O,
How can I live without my dear highland
laddie, O!