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 MY DEAR HIGHLAND LADD E, O,

By TANNAHILL.

Blythe was the time, when he fee'd wi’ my father, O,

Happy waur the days when we herded the gither, O,

Street were the hours when he row’d me in his plaidie, O.

And vow'd to be mine, my dear Highland Laddie, O.

But ah, waes mo! wi’ their fodgering fae gandy, O,

The Lairds wylt awa’ my braw Highland Laddie. O,

Mifty are the glens, and the dark hills fae cloudy. O,

That aye feem’d fae blythe wi’ my dear Highland Laddie, O.

The blac-brrry banks now are lone and dreary O,

Muddy are the ftreams that down fat clearly O,

Silent are the rock that echoed fae gladly O,

The wild melting ftrams o' my dear Highland Laddie O

Oh! love is like the morning fae &  O,

Till winds fa a ftorming & cloud low O,

As Nature in winter droops wifhering O,

Sae lang may I mourn for my dear Highland Laddie, O.

He pu'd me the crawberry ripe frae the boggie fen,

He pu'd me the ftrawberry red frae the toggie glen,

He pu'd me the row afore the wind giddy, O,

Sae loving and kind was my dear Highland Laddie, O.

Farewell my ewes, and farewell my doggie O:

Farewell ye knowes, now fae feroggie, O,

Farewell Glenfeach, my mammy an' my daddie, O;

How can I live without my dear Highland Laddie, O!