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wadna be in love

Wi’ bonny Maggy Lauder?

A piper met her her gaun to Fife,

And spier’d what was't they ca'd her.

Right scornfully she answer’d him,

Begone ye hallanshaker;

Jog on your gate, ye bladderskate,

My name is Maggy Lauther.

Maggy, quo’ be now by my bags,

I’m fidging fain to see ye;

Sit down by me, my bonny bird,

In troth I winna steer ye;

For I’m a piper to my trade.

My name is Rob the Ranter,

The lasses loup as they were daft,

When I blaw up my chanter

Piper quoth Meg hae you your bags,

Or is your drone in order?

If you be Rob I ve heard of you,

Live you upon the border?

The lasses a’ baith far and near.

Hae heard o’ Rob the Ranter;