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 The English girls are fond of John,

the Irish maid for Paddy, O,

Jamie, give me, or give me none,

my bonny Ayrshire laddie, O.

Once I cross’d the raging sea

From Leith o’er to Kirkaldy, O,

But ne’er a lad yet catch’d my ee,

like my dear Ayrshire laddie, O.

At gloamin’ he went down yestreen,

to ask my mam and daddy, O,

And their consent was freely gi'en,

they knew my lad was steady, O.

There be many a richer pair,

and many mae more gaudy, O,

Of love there few has such a share

as Nell, and her Ayrshire laddie, O.

THERE was a shepherd’s son keeping sheep on yonder hill.

He laid his pipe and crook aside, and there he slept his fill.

And sing clear away the morning dew, blow the winds to you,

Clear away the morning dew, with a fal al a.