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Thou mayst come to the brig of Slugh,
And there I'll come and meet thee,
It's there we will renew our love,
Before I go and leave you.
My love, I go to Edinburgh town,
And for a while must leave thee;
She sighed sore, and said no more,
But I wish that I were with you.
I'll buy to thee a bridal gown,
My love I'll buy it bonny,
But I'll be dead e're ye come back,
To see your bonny Annie.
If ye'll be true and constant too,
As I am Andrew Lammie,
I shall thee wed when I come back
To see the lands of Fyvie.
I will be true and constant too
To thee my Andrew Lammie,
But my bridal bed or then'll be made
In the green church-yard of Fyvie.
The time is gone, and now comes on
My dear, that I must leave thee,
If longer here I should appear,
Mill of Tifty he would see me.
I now for ever bid adieu
To thee, my Andrew Lammie,
Or ye come back I will be laid
In the green church-yard of Fyvie.
