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 Thou mayst come to the brig of Slugh,

And there I'll come and meet thee,

It's there we will renew our love,

Before I go and leave you.

My love, I go to Edinburgh town,

And for a while must leave thee;

She sighed sore, and said no more,

But I wish that I were with you.

I'll buy to thee a bridal gown,

My love I'll buy it bonny,

But I'll be dead e're ye come back,

To see your bonny Annie.

If ye'll be true and constant too,

As I am Andrew Lammie,

I shall thee wed when I come back

To see the lands of Fyvie.

I will be true and constant too

To thee my Andrew Lammie,

But my bridal bed or then'll be made

In the green church-yard of Fyvie.

The time is gone, and now comes on

My dear, that I must leave thee,

If longer here I should appear,

Mill of Tifty he would see me.

I now for ever bid adieu

To thee, my Andrew Lammie,

Or ye come back I will be laid

In the green church-yard of Fyvie.