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Divider from 'Come under my Plaidie' an undated chapbook printed in Edinburgh

COME UNDER MY PLAIDIE.

Come under my plaidie, the night's gaun to fa',
Come in frae the cauld blast, the drift and the snaw;
Come under my plaidie, and sit down beside me,
There's room in't, dear lassis, believe me for twa.

Come under my plaidie, and sit down beside me,
I'll hap ye frae every cauld blast that can blaw;
Come under my plaidie, and sit down beside me,
There's room in't, dear lassie, believe me, fer twa.

Gae 'wa wi' your plaidie, auld Donald, gae 'wa,
I fear na the cauld blast, the drift nor the snaw;
Gae 'wa wi' your plaidie, I'll no sit beside ye;