The Canary/Och hey, Johnny Lad
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Och hey, Johnny Lad.
Och hey, Johnny lad,⟨Ye're⟩ no sae kind's ye should a been;⟨Och⟩ hey, Johnny lad!⟨Ye⟩ didna' keep your tryst yestreen,⟨I⟩ waited lang beside the wood,⟨Sae⟩ wae an' weary a' my lane;⟨Och⟩ hey, Johnny lad!⟨It⟩ was a waefu' night yestreen.
I looked by the whinny knowe,I looked by the firs sae green,I looked o'er the spunkie howe,And aye I thought ye wad ha'e been:The ne'er a supper crost my craig,The ne'er a sleep has clos'd my een,Och hey, Johnny lad,Ye're no sae kind's ye soud a been.
"Gin ye war waitin' by the wood,Its I was waitin' by the thorn,I thought it was the place we set,An' waited maist till dawning morn;But be na' vext, my bonny lass,Let my waiting stan' for thine:We'll awa' to Birkton shaw,An' seek the joys we tint yestreen.