Robert Burns, 1795
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Gat ye me, O gat ye me, O gat ye me wi' naething? Rock an reel, and spinning wheel, A mickle quarter basin: Bye attour my Gutcher has A heich house and a laich ane, A' forbye my bonie sel, The toss o' Ecclefechan. |
2. O haud your tongue now, Lucky Lang, O haud your tongue and jauner I held the gate till you I met, Syne I began to wander: I tint my whistle and my sang, I tint my peace and pleasure; But your green graff, now Lucky Lang, Wad airt me to my treasure. |
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