The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

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Upon the banks they eased then' shanks,
And aye she set the wheel between
But Duncan swore a holy aith,
That Meg should be a bride the morn-
And she took up her spinning graith,
And flang it a' out ower the burn.
We'll big a house, a wee wee house,
And we shall live like king and queen
Sae blythe and merry's we will be,
When ye set by the wheel at e'en.
A man may drink, and no be drunk ;
A man may fight, and no be slain ;
A man may kiss a bonnie lass,
And aye be welcome back again.
MY NATIVE CALEDONIA.
Sair, sair was my heart, when I parted frae my Jean,
And sair, sair I sigh'd, while the tears stood in my een
For my daddie is but poor, and my fortune is but sma'
Which gars me leave my native Caledonia.
When I think on days now gane, and how happy I hae
been,
While wandering wi' my dearie, where the primrose
blaws unseen
I'm wae to leave my lassie, and my daddie's simple ha',
Or the hills and healthfu' breeze o' Caledonia.
But wherever I wander, still happy be my Jean I
Nae care disturb her bosom, where peace has ever
been I
Then, though ills on ills befa' me, for her I'll bear
them a',
Though aft I'll heave a sigh for Caledonia,