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Ye'll come nae mair, Jamie, where aft you've been :

Ye'll come nae mair, Jamie, to Athol's green ;

Ye lo'ed owre weel the dancin' at Carlisle ha',

And forgot the Hieland hills that were far awa.

He's comin' frae the north that's to fancy me-

He's comin' frae the north that's to fancy me;

A feather in his bonnet, and a ribbon at his knee;

He's a bonnie Hieland laddie, and you be na he.

OH! NANNY, WILT THOU GANG WI' ME?

Words by DR. PERCY. Music by THOMAS CARTER. Key-note D

OH! Nanny, wilt thou gang wi' me?,

Nor sigh to leave the flaunting town;

Can silent glens have charms for thee,

The lowly cot, and russet gown?

Nae langer drest in silk and sheen,

Nae langer deck'd with jewels rare,

Say, canst thou quit each courtly scene,

Where thou art fairest of the fair?

Oh! Nanny, when thou'rt far awa,

Wilt thou not cast a wish behind?

Say, canst thou face the flaky snaw,

Nor shrink before a wintry wind?

Oh! can that saft, that gentle mien,

Extremes of hardships learn to bear,

Nor sad regret each courtly scene,

Where thou art fairest of the fair?

Oh! Nanny canst thou love so true,

Through perils keen wi' me to gae,

Or when thy swain mishap shall rue,

To share wi' him the pang of wae ?

Say, should disease or pain befall,

Wilt thou assume the nurse's care,

Nor wistful those gay scenes recall,

Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

Oh! Nanny, when thy love shall die,

Wilt thou receive his parting breath?

Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh,

And cheer with smiles the bed of death?

And wilt thou o'er his breathless clay

Strew flowers and drop the tender tear,

Nor then regret those scenes so gay,

Where thou wert fairest of the fair?