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Mill, mill, o
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THE MILL, MILL, O.

Beneath a green shade I fand a fair maid,Was sleeping sound and still, O; A' lowan her wi' love, my fancy did roveAround her wi' good will, O. Her bosom I prest, but sunk in her rest,She stirr'd na my joy to spill, O; While kindly she slept, close to her I creptAnd kiss'd, and kiss'd her my fill, O.
Oblig'd by command in Flanders to land,T' employ my courage and skill, O, Frae her quietly I staw, hoist sails and awaFor the wind blew fair on the billow. Twa years brought me hame, whar loud-f(illegible text)ing FameTauld me, wi' a voice right shrill, O, My lass, like a fool, had mounted the stoolNor kend wha had done her the ill, O.
Mair fond o' her charms, wi' my son in her armsI ferlying spier'd how she fell, O; 'wi' the tear in her ee quo' she, Let me dieSweet Sir, gin I can tell, O, But love gave command, I took her by the handAnd bade a' her fears dispel, O, And nae mair look wan, for I was the manwha had done her the deed, mysel, O.
My bonny sweet lass on the gowany grass,Beneath the Shilling Hill, O,If I did offence, I’se mak ye amends,Before I leave Peggy's mill, O.O the mill mill O, and the kill kill O,And the coggin o' the wheel, O,The sack and the sieve, a' that ye maun leave,And round wi' a sodger reel, O,