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 How call you me Allan, when Sandy's name,

Why call you me Allan? sure you are to blame;

For don't you remember when at school with thee,

was hated by all the rest, loved by thee.

How oft have I fed on your bread and your cheese,

Likewise when you had but a handful of pease,

Your cruel hearted father would hound at me his dogs

They tore all my bare heels and rave all my rags.

Is this my dear Sandy whom I lov'd so dear,

I have not heard of you this many long year;

When all the rest went to bed sleep was far frae me,

thinking what was become of thee.

My parents were born long before me,

by this time they are drown'd in the sea;

These lands and possessions they gave them to me,

And now, my dear jewel, shall share them with me.

In love we began, and in love we will end,

With joy and great mirth our days we will spend,

And a voyage to our father once more we will go,

To relieve the old farmer of his trouble and woe.

With men and maid servants to wait them upon,

And away to her father's in a chaise they are gone;

The laddie went foremost, the brave highland lown,

Till he came to the road that leads to the town.

When he came to the gate he gave a loud roar,

Come down gentle farmer Catherin's at your door.

He look'd out at the window and saw his dauhter's face

With his hat in his hand he made a great fraise.

Keep on your hat farmer and don't let it fa',

it not a peacock to bow to a crow,

hold your tongue Sandy and do not taunt me,

my daughter's not worthy your bride for to be.