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Her father he made this reply, I've ne'er seen her since Monday.

Be it not, or be it so, Little it does grieve me, I'm a young man free, as you may see, An a small thing will reliove me.

There is as good fish in the sea, As ever yet was taken, I'll cast my net once o'er again, Although I am forsaken.

She's rambled up, she's rambled down, She's rambled through Kirkaldy, And many a time she's rued the day She forsook her brewer laddie.

She's rambled up, she's rambled down, She's rambled through Perth town, 0, And when she came to the brewer's door, She was ashamed to gang in, O.

He's drawn his course where'er he's gane, His country he has fled, 0; He's not left a shift upon her back, Nor a blanket on her bed, 0.

The brewer he set up in Perth, And often brew'd strong ale, 0, And he has courted a bonnie lass, And ta'en her to his sel, 0.

Ye lovers all, where'er ye be, By me now take a warning, And never slight your ain true love, For fear ye get a waur ane.