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They said, honoured master, are you come again,
Long, long have we look’d for you coming hame.
Bught in your ewes lassies, and go your way home
I’ve brought a swan frae the north, I have her to tame;
Her feathers are fallen, and where can she lie?
The best bed in the house her bed shall be.
The lady’s heart was far down it coudna well rise;
Till many a lad and lass came in with a phrase,
To welcome the lady to welcome her home;
Such a hall in the Highlands she never thought on.
The laddies did whistle and the lassies did sing,
They made her a supper might served a queen;
With ale and with whisky they drank her health round;
And they made to the lady a braw bed of down.
Early next morning he led her to the hay,
He bid her look round as far as she could spy,
These lands and possessions my debt for to pay,
You winna gae round them in a lang summer day.
O Allan! O Allan! I’m indebted to thee,
It is a debt, dear Allan, I never can pay.
O Allan! 0 Allan! how came you for me!
Sure I am not worthy your bride for to be.
How call you me Allan, when Sandy’s my name?
Why call you me Allan? sure you are to blame:
