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The widow' promise it is large,
Why should we thus complain,
For Providence will find a way
Poor widows to maintain.
Why should we thus complain,
For Providence will find a way
Poor widows to maintain.
God bless all jovial sailors bold,
That plows the raging main,
For what they gain upon the sea,
Thro' the cold wind and rain.
A part of it they do bestow,
Poor widows to maintain.
May health and wealth may they increase
With blessing manifold,
May heaven regard, and still reward
All jolly sailors bold.
That plows the raging main,
For what they gain upon the sea,
Thro' the cold wind and rain.
A part of it they do bestow,
Poor widows to maintain.
May health and wealth may they increase
With blessing manifold,
May heaven regard, and still reward
All jolly sailors bold.
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BONNY JESSIE.
Now Edinbro' I'm gawn to leave,
And thee, my bonnie dear, Jessie,
A while a-tween us now maun roar,
A tumbling, swelling sea, lassie.
But when frae thee, my bonny fair,
For dearest love I hae, Jessie,
l'll think on thee, when far awa,
O thou sae bonnie gay lassie.
And thee, my bonnie dear, Jessie,
A while a-tween us now maun roar,
A tumbling, swelling sea, lassie.
But when frae thee, my bonny fair,
For dearest love I hae, Jessie,
l'll think on thee, when far awa,
O thou sae bonnie gay lassie.
