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Did you ever hear of a loyal Scot,

Who was never concern'd in any plot,

I wish it might fall to my lot,

To marry you my dearie, O.

I wish I had you in Kintyre,

And there your beauty I would admire,

O then I would have my heart's desire,

If you would marry me my dearie, O.

You shall have plenty of barley bannock store,

With geese and fine ducks at the door,

And a good chaff-bed upon the floor,

If you will marry me my dearie, O.

You shall have plenty of good Scots kail,

With a good fat haggis at every meal,

After that, good Scots cakes and ale,

If you will marry me my dearie, O.

O get you gone you saucy Scot,

Your haggis shall never boil in my pot,

For you are a proud and prating sot,

And never shall be my dearie, O.

I will clout your hose and mend your shoon,

And if you chance to hae a son,

I'll make him laird when all is done.

If you will marry me my dearie, O.