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I was upon a Lammas night,

When corn rings are bonnie,

Beneath the moon's unclouded light

I hied awa to Annie:

The time flew by wi' tentless heed,

'Till 'tween the late and early;

Wi' sma' persuasion she agreed

To see me thro' the barley.

Corn rigs, and barley rigs,

And corn rigs are bonnie:

I'll ne'er forget the happy night

Amang the rigs wi' Annie.

The sky was blue, the wind was still,

The moon was shining clearlie;

I set her down wi' right gude will,

Amang the rigs o' barley:

I kent her heart was a' my ain;

I lov'd her most sincerely;

I kiss'd her o'er and o'er again

Amang the rigs o' barley.

Corn rigs, &c.