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 I hope the time may come my lad,

When we will to the kirk and wed,

Weel happit in the tartan plaid

The plaidie that's sae dear to me.

O! this will then be my plaid,

My plaid, my plaid,

O! this will then be my plaid,

And while I live shall ever be.

I went between Dundee and Perth

To see my lassie for to flatter,

Amongst the groves I there did meet,

The bonny lass of Tay water,

Will ye gang wi' me lassie,

To the Highland glens lassie,

To Breadalbane we will go

The flocks for to attend lassie.

You shall be comely in your dress,

And lie upon a bed of heather,

A tartan mantle you shall wear,

To keep frae the snawie weather.