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It's up and down in Tifty's glen,
Where the burn runs clear and bonnie,
There wilt thou come and I'll attend,
My love I long to see thee.
Thou mayest come to the brig of Shigh,
And there I'll come and meet thee;
It's there we will renew our love
Before I go and leave you.
My love I go to Edinburgh town,
And for a while must leave thee;
She sighed sore, and said no more,
But I wish that I were with you.
I will be true and constant too,
To thee my Andrew Lammie.
But my bridal bed will then be made
In the green church-yard of Fyvie.
The time is gone and now comes on,
My dear that I must leave thee—
If longer here I should appear,
Mill of Tifty he would see me.
I'll buy to thee a bridal gown,
My love I'll buy it bonnie-
But I'll be dead ere ye come back
To see your bonnie Annie.
If ye'll be true and constant too,
As I am Andrew Lammie;
I shall ye wed when I come back
To see the lands of Fyvie.
I now for ever bid adieu
To thee my Andrew Lammie;
Ere ye come back I will be laid
In the green church-yard of Fyvie.
