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A.

A friend of mine came here yestreen
Ah! the poor shepherd's mournful fate
Alas! my son, you little know
All lonely on the sultry beach
Alone to the banks of the dark rolling Danube
Although I be but a country lass
Amang the birks sae blythe and gay
And are ye sure the news is true
And sae ye've treated me
And ye shall walk in silk attire
Anna thy charms my bosom fire
An thou wert my ain thing
As I came down the Canno'gate
As I came down thro' Cannobie
As I came in by Teviot-side
As went furth to view the plain
As Sylvia in a forest lay
As walking forth to view the plain
A steed I a steed of matchlesse speede!
At setting day and rising morn
A wet sheet and a flowing sea

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B.

Balow my babe, lye still and sleipe
Beneath a green shade a lovely young swain
Blythe, blythe, blythe was she

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Blythe young Bess to Jean did say
Bird of the wilderness
Bonnie lassie, will ye go
Braw, braw lads of Galla water
By Logan streams that rin sae deep
By smooth-winding Tay a swain was reclining

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C.
Carle, and the King come
Cauld winter is awa', my love
Come all ye jolly shepherds
Come boat me o'er, come row me o'er
Come busk you gallantlie
Come, dear Amanda, quit the town
Come, gentle god of soft desire
Come gie's a sang, Montgomery cried
Come under my plaidy the night's gaan to fa'
Coming thro' the craigs o' Kyle
Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar

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D.

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Did ever swain a nymph adore
Down in yon' valley a couple did tarry
Drink ye to her that each lores best
Dumbarton's drums beat bonnie-o
Duncan's coming, Donald's coming
Duncan Gray cam here to woo

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E.

Eliza was a bonnie lass, an'o she loe'd me weel

Introd.

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F.
Farewell, farewell, my yellow hair
Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean
Farewell, thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong
Far Ione, amang the Highland hills
For ever, Fortune, wilt thou pro v
For lack of gold she has left me.o
.Fy let us a' to the brida

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Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore
Hae you any pots or pans
Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove
Hame, hame, hame! Hame fain wad I be
Hard is the fate of him who loves
Hearken, and I will tell you how
Hear me, ye nymphs, and every swain,
He is gone, he is gone
Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie
Here awa', there awa', here awa', Willie
Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear
Hey, how my Johnie lad
Hie upon Hielands
How blest has my time been! what joys have I known
How blyth, ilk morn, was I to see
How can I be blythe and glad
How sweet this lone vale, and how soothing to feeling
How sweet thy modest light to view
How sweetly smells the summer green

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Jenny's a' wat poor lassie
John Anderson my jo, John
John Anderson my jo, cum in as ze gae by

Introd.

K.

Keen blaws the wind o'er Donocht-head
Keen blaws the win' o'er the braes o' Gleniffer
Kepmure's on and awa, Willie
Know ye the fair one whom I love?

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Lang hae we parted been
Let us go, lassie, go
Let us haste to Kelvin Grove, bonnie lassie,
Look where my dear Hamilla lies
Love never more shall give me pain

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M.

Maxweltown banks are bonnie
My dear and only love, I pray
My heart is a breaking, dear Tittie
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here
My Jeany and I have toil'd
My lover has left me
My Patie is a lover gay
My Peggy is a young thing
My sheep I neglected, I broke my sheep-hook

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O Bessie Bell and Mary Gray
O Bessy Bell and Mary Gray
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw
Of mighty Nature's handy works
Of Nelson and the North
O gin my love were yon red rose
Oh ! how could I venture to love one like thee
Oh, how hard it is to find
O Logie of Buchan, its Logie the laird
O lusty Maye, with Flora quene
O luve will venture in, where it daurna weel be seen
O Mary at thy window be
O merry may the maid be
O mither dear I 'gin to fear
O mither ! mither ! let me be
O, my lassie, our joy to complete again
O Nature lavished on my love
On Ettrick banks, in a summer's night
On Linden, when the sun was low
O rattlin roarin' Willie
O saw ye bonnie Lesley
O saw ye Johnie coming, quo' she
O thou, whose tender serious eyes
Our bugles sang truce-for the night cloud had lower'd
Our gudeman came bame at e'en
Our native land, our native vale
Oar thistles flourish'd fresh and fair
0 waly waly up the bank
o weel may the boatie row.
o welcome bat and owlet gray
O, were I on Parnassus hill
o what will a' the lads do
o Willie brew'd a peck o' maut
o, young Lochinvar has come out of the west

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