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OW Edinbro' I'm gaun to leave,

And thee, my bonny dear, Jessie,

A while a 'tween us now maun roar,

A tumbling swelling sea lassie.

But when frae thee, my bonny fair,

For dearest love I ha'e, Jessie,

I'll think on thee when far awa,

O thou sae bonny gay lassie.

I'll think on those bewitching smiles

That won my heart sae dear, Jessie;

I'll think upon sweet Hawthorn's den,

How blyth hae we been there, lassie?

The Edinburgh's bonny walks

Along wi' thee did bear, Jessie,

And thought mysel' the brawest lad

Wi' thee, sae bonny fair lassie.

Its wealth that wears the silk atire,

But wha win e'er can me, Jessie;

While I ha'e beauty, worth, and love,

A' that be dear in thee lassie,

I dinna look me at the world,

Ev'n a' that it can gi'e Jessie,

Its sacred mair what makes me love,

And binds my heart to thee lassie.