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 And soon as my chin has nae hair ont,

I shall come west and see ye.

 

night the dogs did bark,

I went to the gates to see

When every lass had her spark,

but nobody comes to me.

And its O dear what shall become of me!

O dear what shall I do!

Nobody coming to marry me,

nobody coming to woo.

Last time that I went to my prayers,

I pray’d for half a day,

Come cripple, come lame, come blind,

come somebody, take me away.

For its O dear, &c.

My father's a hedger and ditcher,

my mother does nothing but spin,

And I am a handsome young girl,

but the money comes slowly in,

For its O dear, &c.

They say I am beautious and fair,

they say I am scornful and proud;

Alas! I must now despair,

for ah! I am grown very old.

For its O dear, &c.