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 For sure he tak' me frank and free, unknown to dad or mammy, O; He'll marry me, ah! nane but me, the Caledonian laddie, O.

The tother day from Dundee fair, he brought me hame a bonnet, A cap and ribbon for my hair, but mark what soon came on it; As late at kirk we some what stood, in spite of mam or daddy, O. He married me, do all I could, the Caledonian laddie, O.

THE Lass of Patie's mill, so bonny, blythe and gay, In spite of all my skill, hath stole my heart away. When tending of the hay, bare-headed on the green, Love 'midst her locks did play, and wanton'd in her een.

Her arms white, round, and smooth, breath rising in their dawn;