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E gales, that gently wave the sea,

and lease the canny boat-man,

Bear me frae hence, or bring to me,

my brave and bonny Scotman.

In haly bands, we join'd our hands,

yet may not this discover,

Whilst parents rate a large estate,

before a faithful lover.

But I leer chuse in Highland glens,

to herd the kid and goat -— man,

E'er I would for sic little end,

refuse my bonny Scot---man;

Wae worth the man wha first began

the base ungen'rous fashion,

Frae greedy views love's art to use,

while strangers to its passion.

Frae foreign fields, my lovely youth,

haste to they louging Lassie,

Wha wants to press thy bawmy mouth,

and in her bosom hawse thee.

Love gi'es the word then haste on board,

fair winds and tenty boat--man,

Waft o'er, waft o'er frae yonder shore,

my blythe, my bonny Scot---man.