The Braes of Yarrow (1820, Edinburgh)/Lay Thy Loof in Mine Lass
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LAY THY LOOF IN MINE, LASS.
O lay thy loof, in mine, lass,
in mine lass, in mine lass,
And swear on thy white hand, lass,
that thou wilt be my ain
A slave to love's unbounded sway,
He aft has wrought me meikle wae,
But now he is my deadly fae,
Unless thou be my ain.
O lay thy loof, &c.
in mine lass, in mine lass,
And swear on thy white hand, lass,
that thou wilt be my ain
A slave to love's unbounded sway,
He aft has wrought me meikle wae,
But now he is my deadly fae,
Unless thou be my ain.
O lay thy loof, &c.
There's mony a lass has brake my rest,
That for ae blink I hae lo'ed best,
But thou art Queen within my breast,
For ever to remain.
O lay, &c.
That for ae blink I hae lo'ed best,
But thou art Queen within my breast,
For ever to remain.
O lay, &c.
Dear lad gin ye'll be leel and true,
Ther'es nane I like sae weel as you,
Sae there's my hand I swear and vow.
For life to be your ain.
Now there's my loof in thine lad,
In thine lad in thine lad,
In hopes you will prove kind, lad
and tak me for your ain.
Ther'es nane I like sae weel as you,
Sae there's my hand I swear and vow.
For life to be your ain.
Now there's my loof in thine lad,
In thine lad in thine lad,
In hopes you will prove kind, lad
and tak me for your ain.