The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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When silent time, wi' lightly foot,
When summer comes, the swains on Tweed.
When the sun gaes clown, when the sun gae:
When the sheep are in the fauld,
When trees did bud, and fields were green.
When we cam to London town,
When we went to the braes o' Mar,
When white was my o'erlay,
When wild war's deadly blast was blawn,
Where hae ye been a' day,
Where hae ye been sae braw, lad,
WTiere shall the lover rest,
While fops, in saft Italian verse,
While larks with little wing.
Why weep ye by the tide, ladye,
Willie was a wanton Avag,
Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed,
Will ye gang o'er the lea-rig,
Will ye gang wi' me, Lizzy Lindsay,
Will ye go to Flanders, my Mally O,
Will ye go to Sherramuir,
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
Will ye go to the yowe-buchts, Marion,
Wilt thou be my dearie,
Ye banks and braes and streams around,
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
Ye gales that gently Avave the sea,
Ye gallants braw, I rede ye right,
Yestreen I had a pint o' wine.
You meaner beauties of the night.
Young Jockie was the blythest lad.
You're welcome, Whigs, from Bothwell brig,
You've surely heard o' famous Neil, .
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