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7 When true hearts lie wither'd and fond ones are flown, O who would inhabit this bleak world alone,

Lass, gin ye loe me, tell me now

I hae laid a herrin' in Lass gin ye loe me tell me now, I hae brew'd a forpet o' maut, And I canna come day to woo. I hae a calf will soon be a cow, Lass, gin ye loe me tell me now, I hae a pig will soon a sow, And I canna come day to woo.

I’ve a house, on yonder muir, Lass gin ye loe me tell me now, Three may dance on the floor. And I canna come day to woo. I hae a but and I hae a ben, Lass gin ye low me I hae three chickens and a fat hen, And I canna come to woo.

I've a hen wi' a hapity leg, Lass gin ye loe me tell me now, Which ilka day lays me an egg, And I dinna come ilka day to woo.