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 Some of your spare pennies with us you will share,

And you winna send your lassie o’er the hills bare.

He went to his daughter to give her advice,

Said if you go with him I am sure you’re not wife,

He is a rude highland fellow as poor as the crow,

He’s of the clan of the Catherines for ought that I know.

But if you go with him I’m sure you’s go bare,

You shall have nothing that father or mother can spare,

Of all I possess I’ll deprive you for ay,

If o’er the hills lassie you do go away.

It’s father keep what you’re not willing to give,

For I will go with him as sure as I live,

What signifies gold or treasure to me,

When the highland hills are between my love and me.

Now she has gone with him in spite of them a’

Away to a place that her eyes never saw,

He had no steed to carry her home,

But still he said lassie think not the road long.

In a warm summer’s evening they came to a glen,

Being wearied with travel the lassie sat down,

Get up my brave lassie let us step on,

For the sun will go round before we win home.