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 Yes I'll go along with you,

And along with you I'll ride o,

Yes, I'll go along with you,

Altho’ I'm the brewer’s bride o,

The brewer he came home at e’en,

Enquiring for his honey,

Her father he made this reply,

I never seen her since Monday.

Be it not or be it so,

Little it does grieve me,

I'm a young man free as you may see me

and a small thing will relieve me

There is as good fish in the sea

as ever yet was taken,

I'll cast my net once o er again,

altho' I am forsaken.

She's rambled up she s rambled down,

she s rambled through Kirkaldy,

and many s the time she's rued the day

she forsaked her brewer laddie.

She's rambled up she s rambled down,

she's rambled through Perth town o,

and when she came to the brewer's door,

she was ashamed to gang in o!