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 Ere winter comes on, for sweet home soon departing,

My toil for your favours again I'll resume;

And while gratitude's tear in my eye-lid is starting,

Bless the time that in England I cried buy a broom.

Buy a broom! buy a broom!

Buy a broom! buy a broom!

O buy of the wandering Bavarian a broom!





I wander'd mony a summer night,

Alang the banks of Clyde,

Beneath the moon's sweet silv'ry light,

Wi' Mary at my side.

A summer was she to mine e'e,

An' to my heart a joy;

An' weel she lo'ed to roam wi' me,

Her Highland Minstrel boy.

I ha'e wander'd mony a summer night, &c.

Oh, her presence could on every star

New brilliancy confer;

And I thought the flowers were sweeter far

When they were seen with her.

Her brow was calm as sleeping sea,

Her glance was full o' joy;

And, oh, her heart was true to me,

Her Highland Minstrel boy.

Oh, her presence could on every star, &c.

I ha'e play'd to ladies, fair and gay,

In mony a southrou hall;

But there was one far, far away,

A world above them all.