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Waves are rising o’er the sea, &c.
Waves are rising o’er the sea, &c.
An’ gin ye loe me as ye say ye winna gae and leave me.
O never mair bonny lassie will I gang & lea thee
Never mair bonny lassie, &c.
Never mair bonny lassie, &c.
E’en let the warld gae as it will I’ll came again an’ cheer thee.
Frae his hand he coost the stick, I winna gang and leave thee,
Threw his plaid into the neuk never can I grieve thee,
Drew his boots, an’ flang them by, come my lass be cheerie,
I’ll kiss the tear frae aff thy cheek an’ never leave my dearie.
AMO AMAS.
Amo Amas, I love a lass,
As a cedar tall and slender,
Sweet cowslips grace her nominative case,
And she’s of the feminine gender.
CHORUS.
Rorum Corum, sunt di-vorum,
Harum scarum Divo;
