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ARY mourn'd in formal weeds,

the death of Roy of Aldivalloch,

While her oul with paion burn'd.

for Johny and the Braes of Balloch.

Chor. O'er the muir amang the heather,

O'er the muir amang the heather,

O the days that I have een,

Amang the bonny blooming heather,

Her curling locks wav'd in the wind,

the tears tream'd down her cheeks ae bonny,

And ay the burden o' her ong,

was wae's my heart I've lot my Johny.

O'er the muir. &c.

And ay the burden o' her ong,

was waes my heart I've lot my Johny.

O cure upon the warld's pelf,

that won my Mammy and my Daddy;

Wha gae me to auld Roy's arms,

and bade me leave my ain true laddie.

O'er the muir. &c.

Wha gae me to auld Roy's arms;

and bade me leave my ain true laddie.

But gin I had my Johny here,

In pite o' Mam and canker'd daddy,