Later Poems of Alexander Anderson "Surfaceman": Edited with a Biographical Sketch, by Alexander Brown: A New Edition |
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THE SANG THAT JENNY SINGS. |
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THE SANG THAT JENNY SINGS.
It is naething but a lilt,
Yet its rinnin' in my heid;
Just a lilt, an' that is a',
O' an auld auld-warld screed.
Yet it haunts me ben the hoose,
An' it follows me ootby,
The sang that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
Yet its rinnin' in my heid;
Just a lilt, an' that is a',
O' an auld auld-warld screed.
Yet it haunts me ben the hoose,
An' it follows me ootby,
The sang that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
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An' it's a' made oot o' nocht;
Just a lad an' lassie fair,
Doon beside a wee bit burn
No' to meet ilk ither mair.
An' they pu' the birk sae green,
Wi' mony a weary sigh;
That is a' that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
Just a lad an' lassie fair,
Doon beside a wee bit burn
No' to meet ilk ither mair.
An' they pu' the birk sae green,
Wi' mony a weary sigh;
That is a' that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
Nae ane kens wha made the lilt,
Deid the singer lang, langsyne,
But a lassie sings his sang
Wi' her heart in ilka line.
An' I hear it ben the hoose,
An' it follows me ootby,
The sang that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
Deid the singer lang, langsyne,
But a lassie sings his sang
Wi' her heart in ilka line.
An' I hear it ben the hoose,
An' it follows me ootby,
The sang that Jenny sings,
When she's milkin' the kye.
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