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Farewell ye lads of Huntly, Still happy may ye be, And in your cheerful rambles Oh ! sometimes think of me— Till my heart forbears to beat And death does me divide, I say farewell to Huntly And adieu to Bogie-side.

Farewell ye pleasant plantains, Of you I'll often talk. Likewise ye hawthorn bushes That grace the gravel walk. The sky was clear and bonnie, When on an evening tide, I set me down to rest awhile Upon sweet Bogie-side.

Companions of my heart, farewell. I bid you all adieu, The pleasures of an evening walk I’ll have no more with you. Though we must now be parted, Since Fate must us divide. My heart remains in Huntly, Down by sweet Bogie-side.

May the powers above protect the girl To whom I send these lines, And keep her from all danger Who has this heart of mine; Keep her with contentment, And keep her free from pride, Till I return to Huntly Lodge And back to Bogie-side.