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Oh! if I knew but where
To find my dearest dear,
I would range the wide world all o'er!
To sea I would repair,
Dressed in man's attire,
To find out the youth I adore.
Thro' lonely woods I'll stray,
And flow'ry meadows gay,
I will leave my mammy and dad;
And never will return,
But always sigh and mourn,
For my bonny, bonny Highland Lad.
To find my dearest dear,
I would range the wide world all o'er!
To sea I would repair,
Dressed in man's attire,
To find out the youth I adore.
Thro' lonely woods I'll stray,
And flow'ry meadows gay,
I will leave my mammy and dad;
And never will return,
But always sigh and mourn,
For my bonny, bonny Highland Lad.
BIRKS OF ABERGELDIE.
I thought it once a lonesome life,
a lonesome life, a lonesome life,
I thought it once a lonesome life
to ly so long my lane jo:
But who would not my case regret,
Since I am cursed with a mate?
What once I long'd for, now I hate;
I'm quite another man, jo:
a lonesome life, a lonesome life,
I thought it once a lonesome life
to ly so long my lane jo:
But who would not my case regret,
Since I am cursed with a mate?
What once I long'd for, now I hate;
I'm quite another man, jo: