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Thou may’st come to the brig of Shigh,
It’s there I ll come and meet thee,
For there we will renew our love,
Before I go and leave you.
My love, I go to Edinburgh town,
So for a while I’ll leave you;
She sighed sore, and said no more,
But I wish that I were with you.
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 lassie.
If ye'll be true and constant too,
As I am true to you love;
But my bridal bed, or then’ll be made,
In the green church yard of Fyvie.
I will be true and constant too,
To thee, my handsome Lammie;
But my bridal bed, or then will 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 wou d see me.
I now for ever bid adieu,
To thee, my bonnie Lammie.
Ere ye come back I will be laid
In the green church yard of Fyvie.
