One Night As I Did Wander

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Melody - "John Anderson, my jo"
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Robert Burns, 1785

One night as I did wander,
When corn begins to shoot,
I sat me down to ponder
Upon an auld tree root;
Auld Ayr ran by before me,
And bicker'd to the seas;
A cushat crooded o'er me,
That echoed through the braes.

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