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He was a braw gallant,

And he rid at the ring;

And the bonny Earl of Murray,
Oh! he might have been a King.

He was a braw gallant,

And he play'd at the ba';

And the bonny Earl of Murray
Was the flower amang them a'.

He was a braw gallant,

And he play'd at the glove; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Oh! he was the Queen's love.

Oh! lang will his lady

Look o'er the castle Down, E'er she see the Earl of Murray Come sounding thro' the town.

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BONNIE GEORGE CAMPBELL

Hie upon Hielands
And low upon Tay,
Bonnie George Campbell
Rade out on a day.
Saddled and bridled

And gallant rade he;
Hame came his gude horse,
But never cam he!

Out cam his auld mither
Greeting fu' sair,

And out cam his bonnie bride

Rivin' her hair.

Saddled and bridled

And booted rade he;

Toom hame cam the saddle,

But never cam he!

"My meadow lies green,
And my corn is unshorn;
My barn is to big,

And my babie's unborn."
Saddled and bridled

And booted rade he;

Toom hame cam the saddle,

But never cam he!

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THE TWA BROTHERS

There were twa brethren in the north,

They went to the school thegithar;

The one unto the other said,

"Will you try a warsle afore?"

They warsled up, they warsled down,

Till Sir John fell to the ground,

And there was a knife in Sir Willie's pouch,
Gied him a deadlie wound.

"O brither dear, take me on your back,
Carry me to yon burn clear,

And wash the blood from off my wound,
And it will bleed nae mair."

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He took him up upon his back,

Carried him to yon burn clear,

And washed the blood from off his wound,
But aye it bled the mair.

"Oh brither dear, take me on your back,
Carry me to yon kirk-yard,

And dig a grave baith wide and deep,
And lay my body there."

He's ta’en him up upon his back,
Carried him to yon kirk-yard,

And dug a grave baith deep and wide,
And laid his body there.

"But what will I say to my father dear, Gin he chance to say, Willie, whar's John?" "Oh say that he's to England gone,

To buy him a cask of wine.”

"And what will I say to my mother dear,

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Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar's John?" 30 "Oh say that he's to England gone,

To buy her a new silk gown.”

And what will I say to my sister dear,

Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar's John?” "Oh say that he's to England gone,

To buy her a wedding ring."

"But what will I say to her you lo'e dear, Gin she cry, Why tarries my John?"

"Oh tell her I lie in Kirk-land fair,

And home again never will come."

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FAIR ANNIE

“O I'm ga’en o'er the sea, Fair Annie,
A braw bride to bring hame.
Wi' her I will get gowd and gear;
Wi' you I ne'er got nane.

"But wha will bake my bridal bread,

Or brew my bridal ale?

And wha will welcome my brisk bride,
That I bring o'er the dale?"

"It's I will bake your bridal bread,
And brew your bridal ale;

And I will welcome your brisk bride,
That you bring o'er the dale."

"But she that welcomes my brisk bride
Maun gang like maiden fair;

She maun lace on her robe sae jimp,
And braid her yellow hair."

She's ta'en her young son in her arms,

Another in her hand,

And she's up to the highest tower,
To see him come to land.

"Come up, come up, my eldest son,
And look o'er yon sea-strand,

And see your father's new-come bride,
Before she come to land."

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"Come down, come down, my mother dear,

Come frae the castle wa'!

I fear, if langer ye stand there,
Ye'll let yoursel' down fa'."

And she gaed down, and farther down,

Her love's ship for to see,

And the topmast and the mainmast
Shone like the silver free.

And she's gaen down, and farther down,
The bride's ship to behold,

And the topmast and the mainmast
They shone just like the gold.

She's ta'en her seven sons in her hand,
I wot she didna fail;

She met Lord Thomas and his bride,
As they came o'er the dale.

"You're welcome to your house, Lord Thomas,

You're welcome to your land;

You're welcome with your fair lady,

That you lead by the hand.

"You're welcome to your ha's, lady,
You're welcome to your bowers;
You're welcome to your hame, lady,
For a' that's here is yours.'

"I thank thee, Annie, I thank thee, Annie,

Sae dearly as I thank thee;

You're the likest to my sister Annie,

That ever I did see.

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