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 FAIRFA THE LASSES, O.

FAIRFA' the lasses, O'

Fairfa' the lasses O,

And dool and care be still his share,

Wha doesna lo'e the lasses, O.

Pale poverty and grinning care,

How lang will ye oppress us O,

Yet light's the load we hae to bear,

If lessened by the lassies, O.

Fairfa' the lasses, &c.

The rich may sneer as they gae by,

Or scornfully may pass us, 0 :

Their better lot let's ne'er envy,

But live and love the lasses, O.

Fairfa' the lasses, O.

Why should we ever sigh for wealth ?

Sic thought should never fash us, O,

A fig for pelf, when blest wi' health,

Content and bonny lasses, O.

Fairfa' the lasses, O.

The ancient bards, to show their skill,

Plac'd Muses on Parnassus, O

But let them fable as they will,

My Muses are the lasses, O.

Fairfa' the lasses, &c.

The drunkard cries the joys o' wine,

A'ither mirth surpasses O