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 For the summer grief had brought her,
 * And the soldier false was he;

On the banks of Allan Water,
 * None was so sad as she.

On the banks of Allan Water,
 * When the winter's snow fell fast,

Still was seen the miller's daughter,
 * Tho' chilling blew the blast.

But the miller's lovely daughter,
 * Both from cold and care was free

On the banks of Allan Water,
 * There a corpse lay she.