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Oh! I ain come to the low countrie!

Ochon ochon ochrie!

Without ae penny in my purse,

To buy a meal to me.

It wasna sae in the highland hills,

Ochon ochon ochrie,

Nae woman in the country wide,

Sae happy was as me.

For then I had a score of kye,

Ochon ochon ochrie,

Feeding on yon hill sae high,

And giving milk to me.

And there I had three score o' yowes,

Ochon ochon ochrie!

Skipping on yon bonny knowes,

And casting woo' to me.

I was the happiest of a' the clan,

Sair sair may I repine,

For Donald was the bravest man,

And donald he was mine.

Till, he came o'er at last,

Sae far to set us free,

My Donald's arm it wanted was,

For Scotland and for me,