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But when she came to high Germany, By fortune there her love did see, Upon yon lofty rampart wall, As he was standing sentry.
O were my love in this country, O I could swear that you was she, For there’s not a face in high Germany, So like the lass of Banaphie.
The first she met was a colonel then, And he address’d her most courteously, From whence she came and where she was born, Her name and from what country.
From fair Scotland she said I came, In hopes my true love for to see, But now I hear he's a Grenadier, Into your Lordship’s company.
What's thy love’s name thou comely dame, O lady fair come tell me then, For it's a pity thy love should be, In the fashion of a single man.
O William Graham is my love’s name, All these hardships suffers for me, And if it costs me thousands ten, A single man no more he's be.
