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 Gold and titles give not health,

and Johnny cou'd not theſe imparts:

Youthfu' Mary's greateſt wealth

was fill her fatihfu' Johnay's heart;

Sweet the joys that lovers find,

great the treaſure, ſweet the pleaſure,

Where the beart is always kind

Chor. I own the burn and thro' the mead,

his golden locks war'd'er his brow,

Johnny, liling, tun“ his reed,

and Mary wip'd her bonny mou'.

Hen Maggy and me were acquaint,

I carry'd my noddle fu'hie,

Nae lint white en a' the green plain,

nor goudſpink ſae bonny as he.

O whiſtled, I pip'd, and I ſang,

I woo'd, but I came rae great ſpeed,

Therefore I maun wan ler abroad,

avd lay my bares over the Tweed.

To Maggy my love I did tell,

ſaut tears did my paſſion expreſs;

Alas! for ( lo ed her oʻer well,

and the women lo'e ſic a man leſs.

Her heart was frozen and cauld,

her pride had my ruin decreed,

Therefore will wander abroad,

and lay my bares far frae the Tweed.