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( 6 ) But if it cot me thouands ten,

A ingle man no more he’s be.

Young billy graham was cald out then

His own true love once mere to

But when he aw h'er bonny face,

O the alt tears blinded his eye.

You’re welcome here unto me,

You’re thrice welcome here unto me,

For there’s not a face o full of grace,

Not in the lands of High Germany.

With kies weet thoe two did meet

Mot joyful as I am told.

She’s chang’d his dres from worded lace

To the Crimon carlet trimmd with gold.

But when her cruel father found,

His daughter he abroad was gone,

He ent a letter on expres;

To call thee two lovers home.

To him he gave a free dicharge;

Ah for the ake of lady Jean;

And now we hear he’s wealthy Squaire,

Into the land of Aberdeen.