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 8 O blaw. ye western winds, blaw saft, Amang the leafy trees ; Wi’ gentle breath fae muir and dale, Bring hame the laden bees. An’ bring the lassie back to me. That’s aye sae neat and clean ; Ae blink e’ her wad banish care, Sae lovely is my Jean.

What sighs and vows, amang the knowes, Hae past atween us twa ; How fain to meet how wae to part, That day she gaed awa. The powers aboon can only ken, To whom the heart is seen, That none can be sae dear to me, As my sweet lovely Jean,

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