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Och hey, Johnnie lad.

  Och hey, Johnnie lad!
Ye’re no sae kind’s ye should hae been,
 Och hey, Johnnie lad!
Ye didna keep your tryst yestreen.

 I waited lang beside the wood,
Sae wae and weary a’ my lane;
 Och hey, Johnnie lad,
It was a waefu’ night yestreen.

 I looked by the whinny knowe,
I looked by the firs sae green,
 I looked o’er the spunkie howe,
And aye I thought ye wad hae been.

 The ne’er a supper cross’d my craig,
The ne’er a sleep has clos’d my een,
 Och hey, Johnnie lad!
Ye‘re no sae kind‘s ye should hae been.

 Gin ye were waiting by the wood;
It’s I was waiting by the thorn.
 I thought it was the place we set,
And waited maist till dawning morn.

 But be na vext my bonnie lass,
Let my waiting stand tor thine:
 We’ll awa to Craigton shaw,
And seek the joys we tint yestreen.

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