The Canary/Wandering Willie
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Wandering Willie.
Here awa', there awa', wandering Willie,
Here awa', there awa', hand awa' hame;
Come to my bosom, my ain only dearie,
Tell me thou bring'st me my Willie the same.
Here awa', there awa', hand awa' hame;
Come to my bosom, my ain only dearie,
Tell me thou bring'st me my Willie the same.
Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our parting,
⟨Fears⟩ for my Willie brought tears in my e'e:
Welcome now, Simmer, and welcome, my Willie,
⟨The⟩ simmer to nature—my Willie to me.
⟨Fears⟩ for my Willie brought tears in my e'e:
Welcome now, Simmer, and welcome, my Willie,
⟨The⟩ simmer to nature—my Willie to me.
⟨Rest⟩, ye wild Storms, in the care of your slumbers,
⟨How⟩ your dread howling a lover alarms!
⟨Waken⟩, ye breezes, row gently, ye billows,
⟨And⟩ waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms.
⟨How⟩ your dread howling a lover alarms!
⟨Waken⟩, ye breezes, row gently, ye billows,
⟨And⟩ waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms.
⟨But⟩ oh, if he's faithless, and minds nae his Nanie,
⟨Flow⟩ still between us, thou wide roaring main;
⟨May⟩ I never see it, may I never ken it,
⟨But⟩, dying, believe that my Willie's my ain.
⟨Flow⟩ still between us, thou wide roaring main;
⟨May⟩ I never see it, may I never ken it,
⟨But⟩, dying, believe that my Willie's my ain.