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I'll gi'e them a' to Marion,
 * Just on her bridal day.

And ye'se get a greensey apron,
 * And waistcoat of the London brown,

And vow but ye will be vap'ring,
 * Whene'er ye gang to the town.

I'm young and stout, my Marion,
 * Nane dances like me on the green;

And gin ye forsake me. Marion,
 * I'll e'en draw up wi' Jean.

Now, Jenny lass, my bonnie bird,
 * My daddy's dead, and a' that,

He's snugly laid aneath the yird,
 * An' I'm his heir, an' a' that.
 * An' a' that, an' a' that,
 * I'm now a laird, an' a' that,
 * His gear an' lan's at my comman',
 * An' muckle mair than a'that.

He left me, wi' his dying breath,
 * A dwallin'-house, an'a' that,

A byre, a barn, an' wabs o claith,
 * A big peat-stack, an' a' that.