Robert Burns, 1786
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,|
And leave auld Scotia's shore?
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
Across th' Atlantic roar?
2. O sweet grows the lime and the orange,
3. I hae sworn by the Heavens to my Mary,|
I hae sworn by the Heavens to be true;
And sae may the Heavens forget me,
When I forget my vow!
4. O plight me your faith, my Mary,
5. We hae plighted our troth, my Mary,|
In mutual affection to join;
And curst be the cause that shall part us!
The hour and the moment o' time!
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