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A HIGHLAND LADDIE HEARD OF WAR.

Air--" Merrily danc'd the Quaker's wife." Keynote G.

A HIGHLAND laddie heard of war,

Which set his heart in motion ;

He heard the distant cannon roar-

He saw the smiling ocean.

Come weel, come woe, to sea he'd go,

And left, one morning early,

Lochlomond Ben and the willow glen,

And Jenny that loved him dearly.

He wandered east, he wandered south,

But joy he could not find it,

But he found out this wholesome truth,

And had the sense to mind it:

Of a' the earth, the bonnie North,

To cherish late and early :

Lochlomond Ben and the willow glen,

And Jenny that loved him dearly.

THE BONNIE SCOTCH LASSIE.

Words by A. RODGER. Music by W. H. LITHGOW.

LET them boast of their maids on Italia's fair strand,

Or the green Isles of Greece, once so free,

O dearer by far, in my own native land,

Is my bonnie Scotch lassie to me.

Though England may vaunt of her daughters as fair,

Tho' bland Erin's beauties may be,

Give me the soft blush, and the heart-winning air,

That won me, dear Jessy, to thee.

Let them boast of their maids, &c.

In bright sunny climes may beauties I've seen,

Of high and of humble degree,

But in form or in feature, in mind or in mien,

I've ne'er met with maiden like thee.

Let them boast of their maids, &c.

Tho' the mild blushing red from thy soft cheek had fled,

Tho' grief had bedimmed thy bright e'e,

Yet thy heart and thy mind, by each virtue refined,

Would endear thee more fondly to me.

Let them boast of their maids, &c.

Tho' they boast of their maids in Italia's gay glades,

Or the green Isles of Greece, one so free,

Yet no more will I roam, after beauty, from home,

But remain, my dear Jessy, with thee.

Let them boast of their maids, &c.