Robert Burns, 1792
O Lady Mary Ann looks o'er the castle wa',|
She saw three bonny boys playing at the ba',
The youngest he was the flower among them a',
My bonny laddie's young but he' growin yet.
2. O Father, O Father, an ye think it fit,
3. Lady Mary Ann was a flower in the dew,|
Sweet was its smell and bonny was its hue,
And the langer it blossom'd, the sweeter it grew,
For the lily in the bud will be bonnier yet.
4. Young Charlie Cochran was the sprout of an aik,
5. The simmer is gane when the leaves they were green,|
And the days are awa that we hae seen;
But far better days I trust will come again,
For my bonny laddie's young but he's growin' yet.
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