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"Bonny lad, ye've been sae leal,
"My heart would-break at our fareweel,
"Lang your love has made me fain,
"O tak' me-tak' me for your ain!"
Across the firth awa they glide,
Young Donald and his Lowland bride.
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JOCKEY'S FAR AWA'.
Now simmer decks the fields wi' flow'rs,
the woods wi' leaves sae green;
And little birds, around their bow'rs,
in harmony convene.
The cuckoo flies frae tree to tree,
whilst saft the zephyrs blaw;
But what are a' thae joys to me,
when Jockey's far awa:
When Jockey's far awa at sea,
when Jockey's far awa:
But what are a' thae joys to me,
when Jockey's far awa.
Last May morn, how sweet to see
the little lambkins play,
Whilst my dear lad, alang wi' me;
did kindly walk this way.
