The Book of Scottish Song/Can ye lo'e me

Can ye lo'e me.

Can ye lo'e me weel, lassie, to this heart then swiftly flee,
Here you aye shall dwell, lassie, more than a' the world to me,
When the moonbeams shine sae clear, at that hour by lovers blest,
At the gloamin', lassie dear, haste to meet this throbbing breast.
Can you lo'e me weel, lassie, to this heart then swiftly flee,
Here you aye shall dwell, lassie, more than all the world to me.

Where the burnie flows, lassie, gently owre the mountain side,
And the wild flower blows, lassie, watered by the streamlet tide,
As the hare-bell's blossoms shine, on the bleak and barren brae,
Let that brilliant eye of thine light me on my lonely way.
Can ye lo'e me weel, lassie, to this heart then swiftly flee,
Here you aye shall dwell, lassie, more than all the world to me.

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