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THE LASS WI THE BONNIE BLUE EEN.
Words by RICHARD RYAN. Arranged by JOHN SINCLAIR Air-" The Campbells are comin'." Key-nota D.
On! saw ye the lass wi' the bonnie blue een ? Her smile is the sweetest that ever was seen; Her check like the rose is, but fresher I ween,- She's the loveliest lassie that trips on the green. The home of my love is below in the valley, Where wild flowers welcome the wandering bee, But the sweetest of flowers in that spot that is seen Is the maid that I love wi' the bonnie blue een. Oh, saw ye the lass ? &c.
When night overshadows her cot in the glen, She'll steal out to meet her lov'd Donald again; And when the moon shines on the valley so green, I'll welcome the lass wi' the bonnie blue een. As the dove that has wandered away from his nest, Returns to the mate his fond heart loves the best, I'll fly from the world's false and vanishing scene, To my dear one, the lass wi' the bonnie blue cen. Oh, saw ye the lass ? &c.
BIDE YE YET. Music arranged by Mr. Dewan. Key-note D minor.
GIN I had a wee house, an' a canty wee fire, An' a bonnie wee wifie to praise an admire, Wi' a bonnie wee yardie aside a wee burn, Fareweel to the bodies that yaumer and mourn. Sae bide ye yet, an' bide ye yet, Ye little ken what's to betide ye yet; Some bonnie wee body may fa' to my lot, An' I'll aye be canty wi' thinkin' o't. When I gang a-field, an' come hame at e'en, I'll get my wee wifie fu' neat an' fu' clean, Wi' a bonnie wee bairnie upon her knee, That'll cry papa or daddie to me. Sae bide ye yet, &c.
An' if there should ever happen to be A difference atween my wee wifie u' me, In hearty good humour, although she be eased, I'll kiss her an' clap her until she be pleascd. Sae bide ye yet, &c.
