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I rose up with the morning sun, and spun till setting day,
And one whole year of widowhood I mourn’d for Robin Gray;
I did the duty of a wife, both kind and constant too;
Let every one example take, aud Jenny's plan pursue.

I thought that Jamie he was dead, or he to me was lost,
And all my fond and youthful love entirely was crost,
I tried to sing, I tried to laugh, and pass the time away,
Robin Gray.

At length the merry bells ran round, I coudna guess the cause,
But Rodney was the man, they said, who gain’d so much applause;
I doubted if the tale was true, till Jamie came to me,
And shew'd a purse of golden ore, and said it is for thee.

Auld Robin Gray I find is dead, and still your heart is true,
Then take me, Jenny, to your arms, and I will be so too;
Mess John shall join us at the kirk, and we'll be blythe and gay;
I blush’d, consented, and replied, adieu to Robin Gray.