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T Mill of Tiftie lived a man,

in the neighbourhood of Fyvie

He had a lovely daughter, fair,

was called bonny Annie.

Her bloom was like the springing flower

that salutes the rosy morning;

With innocence and graceful mein,

her beautious form adorning.

Lord Fyvie had a trumpeter,

whose name was Andrew Lammie

He had the art to gain the heart

of mill of tifties Annie.

Proper he was, both young and gay,

his like was not in fyvie;

Nor was there that could compare

with this same Andrew Lammie.

Lord Fyvie he rode by the door,

where lived tifty‘s annie.

His Trumpeter rode him before,

even this same Andrew Lammie.

Her mother called her to the door,

come hear to me my annie,

Did e‘er you see a prettier man

than the trumpeter of Fyvie.

Nothing she said but sighing sore,

alas for bonny annie!

She durst not own her heart was won