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 The sun shines sweet, my Marion,

but nae half sae sweet as thee.

The sun, &c.

O' Marion's a bonny lass,

And the blythe blink’s in her ee;

And fain wad I marry my Marion,

Gin Marion wad marry me.

There's gowd in your garters, Marion,

And silk on your white hauss bane;

Fur Fain wad I kiss my Marion,

At een when I come hame.

I've nine milk ewes, my Marion,

A cow and a brawny quey,

I'll gie them a‘ to my Marion,

Just on her bridal day.

And ye’s get a green sey apron,

And waistcoat of London brown,

And vow but ye will be vap‘ring,

Whenever ye gang to town.

I'm young and stout, my Marion;

Nane dances like me on the green,

And gin ye forsake me, Marion,

I'll e‘ea draw up wi Jean;