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Thou rt gane awa, thou‘rt gane awa'

thourt gane awa frae me Mary.

Nor friends nor I could make thee stay,

thou st cheated them and me, Mary

Until this hour I never thought

that ought could alter thee, Mary ;

Thou'rt still the mistress of my heart

think what thou wilt of me, Mary.

Whate'er he said or might pretend

wha stole that heart o thine, Mary.

True love I’m sure was ne’er his end

nor nae sic love is mine. Mary

I spake sincere, ne'er flattered much.

had no unworthy thought, Mary.

Ambition, wealth, nor naething such

no, I lov'd only thee, Mary.

Though you've been false, yet while I live

no other maid I'll woo Mary ;

Let friends forget, as I forgive,

thy wrongs to them and me, Mary.

So then farewell, of this be sure,

since you ve been false to me, Mary,

For all the world I'd not endure

half what I ve done for thee, Mary.