Mar?.., on. march pet's sound, How q,,ickly in battle, in battle array.; Each brave Highland chief assembles his men, And they march to the bagpipes so gay. Here's success, Caledonia, to thee, To the sons of the thistle so true; Then march! gaily march: so cantle and free, There's none like the banners so blue. SCOTCH SONGS. on'. march on! to the brazen tram- AULD. ROBIN GRAY. Yov?o Jamie lov'd me Weal, and ask'd me for his bride, But saving a crown, he had naithing else beside; To make a crown a pound, m?, Jamie went to sea, And the crown and the pound were baith for me. He had nae been gane but a year and a day, When my faither braico his ann and our c?w was stole ' away; ?.. My mirher she fell sick,/tnd Jamie at the sea, A. nd auld Robin Gray came a courting to me. My faither cou'd na wark, and my mirher cou'd na sp/n, I toil'd day and night, but their bread I cou'd na win, Auld Robin fed 'era baith, and wi' tears in his ee, Said Jeanny for their sakes ?h marry me; My heart it fast has, and I Iook'd for Jamie back, But the wind it blew hard, and his ship was a wrack, His ship wag a wrack, why did ?a Jeanny dee, And why was she spar'd to cry w?e's me My falther urg'd me fair, and my reither did n? speak, But she ]ook'd in my face till my heart was ?/ke to break, They gi'ed him my hand, the' my heart was at sea, And Auld Robin Gray is gude-man to me; I had na been a wife but weeks only four, ? When sitthug sae mournfully out my a/n door, 0,?,?,?Google ,
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