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The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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704<br />

<strong>The</strong>re are three score and ten o' us, . 'f t<br />

. . 547<br />

<strong>The</strong>re grows a bonnie briar bush, .... 439<br />

<strong>The</strong>re lived a carle on Kellyburnbraes, . . . 623<br />

<strong>The</strong>re lived a man into the west, .... 424<br />

<strong>The</strong>re lives a landart laird in Fife, .... 602<br />

<strong>The</strong>re are two ponny maitens, . . . . 409<br />

<strong>The</strong>re cam a young man to my daddie's door, . . 334<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's a lad in this town has a fancy for me, . . 663<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's auld Rob Morris, 323<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's braw braw lads on Yarrow braes, . . 327<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's cauld kail in Aberdeen, .... 276<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's fouth o' braw Jockies and Jennies, . . 656<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's kames o' hinnie 'tween my love's lips, . . 498<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's news, lasses, news, ..... 642<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's nought but care on every hand, . . . 326<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's some say that we wan, .... 408<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was an auld wife had a wee pickle tow, . . 249<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was anes a May, and she loo'd na men, . .321<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a jollie beggar, and a-begging he was bound, 358<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a jolly miller once, .....<br />

,<br />

505<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a lass, and she was fair, . . . 599<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, . . . 369<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a wee wifikie, . . . . .316<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a wife wonned in Cockpen, . . . 644<br />

<strong>The</strong> Rover <strong>of</strong> Lochryan he's gane, .... <strong>The</strong> tears I shed must ever fall, ....<br />

626<br />

536<br />

559<br />

<strong>The</strong> sun is sunk, the day is gone, .... <strong>The</strong> sun has gane down on the l<strong>of</strong>ty Ben Lomond, . 634<br />

<strong>The</strong> smiling morn, the breathing spring, . . .417<br />

<strong>The</strong> silver moon's enamoured beam, . . .319<br />

<strong>The</strong> weary pund, the weary pund, . . . .561<br />

<strong>The</strong> widow can bake, and the widow can brew, . 551<br />

<strong>The</strong> wren scho lyes in care's bed, .... 583<br />

<strong>The</strong> yellow-haired laddie, . . . . .311<br />

<strong>The</strong>y say that Jockey'll speed weel o't, . . . 555<br />

Thine am I, my faithful fair, . . . . .601<br />

This night is my departing night, ....<br />

528<br />

Though for seven lang years and mair, . . . 560<br />

Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, . . . . .313<br />

Thou lingering star w^ith lessening ray, . . . 289<br />

Thou'rt gane awa', thou'rt gane awa', . . . 509<br />

307<br />

Thy cheek is o' the rose's hue, .... Tibbie Fowler o' the glen,<br />

'Tis nae very lang sinsyne, . . . .<br />

425<br />

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