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 Its up and down in Tifty’s glen,

Where the burn rins clear and bonnie,

There wilt thou come and I’ll attend,

My love I long to see thee.

Thou mayest come to the brig of Shigh,

And there I’ll come and meet thee;

It’s there we will renew our love

Before I go and leave you.

My love I go to Edinburgh town,

And for a while must leave thee;

She sighed sore, and said no more,

But I wish that I were with you.

I will be true and constant too,

To thee my Andrew Lammie,

But my bridal bed will then be made

In the green church-yard of Fyvie.

The time is gone and now comes on,

My dear that I must leave thee—

If longer here I should appear,

Mill of Tifty he would see me.

I’ll buy to thee a bridal gown,

My love I’ll buy it bonnie—

But I’ll be dead ere ye come back

To see your bonnie Annie.

If ye’ll be true and constant too,

As I am Andrew Lammie;

I shall ye wed when I come back

To see the lands of Fyvie.

I now for ever bid adieu

To thee my Andrew Lammie;

Ere ye come back I will be laid

In the green church-yard of Fyvie.