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 Has she been to the kirk wi' thee,

My boy Tammy?

She has been to the kirk wi' me,

And the tear was in her e'e,—

But Oh! she's but a young thing,

Just come frae her mammy.





Blythe, blythe and merry was she,

Blythe was she but and ben:

Blythe by the banks of Earn,

And blythe in Glenturit Glen.

By Oughtertyre grows the aik,

On Yarrow banks the birken-shaw,

But Phemie was the bonniest lass,

That braes o' Yarrow ever saw,

Blythe, &c.

Her looks were like a flower in May,

Her smile was like a simmer morn;

She tripped by the banks of Earn,

As light's a bird upon a thorn.

Blythe, &c.