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Whene'er we sit beneath the broom,
Or wander o'er the flowery lea,
He's always wooing, wooing, wooing,
O Jamie's always wooing me.
He's fresh and fair as flowers in May,
The blythest led on a' the green;
How sweet the time will pass away
Wi' bonny Jem of Aberdeen!
Wi' joy I leave my father's cot,
Wi' ilka sport, of glen or green,
Well pleased to share the humble lot
Of bonny Jem of Aberdeen.
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THE BONNY HOUSE OF AIRLY.
It fell on a day, and a bonny summer day,
When the corn grew green and yellow,
That there fell out a great dispute
Between Argyle and Airly.
Argyle has raised a hundred men,
A hundred men and mairly;
And he has gone to the back of Dunkeld,
To plunder the bonny house of Airly.
The lady looked over her window,
And O! but she looked weary,
And she espied the great Argyle
Coming to plunder the bonny house of Airly.
