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He lightly skiffs thy bonnie bowers,
 As laith to harm a flow‘r in thee.
  Thou bonnie, &c.

Tho fate should drag me south the line,
 Or o‘er the wide Atlantic sea,
The happy hours I‘ll ever mind,
 That I in youth hae spent in thee.
  Thou bonnie, &c.

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Ane and twenty, Tam;

And O for ane and twenty, Tam,
 And hey sweet ane and twenty, Tam!
I’ll learn my kin a ratllin sang,
 If I saw ane and twenty, Tam.

They snool me sair and haud me down,
 And gar me look like bluntie, Tam;
But three short years will soon wheel round,
 And then comes ane and twenty, Tam.
     And O, &c.

A gleib o’ land, a claut o’ gear,
 Was left me by my aunty, Tam;