The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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YOUNG JOCKIE WAS THE BLYTHEST LAD |
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YOUNG JOCKIE WAS THE BLYTHEST LAD
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Young Jockie was the blythest lad,In a' our town or here awa:
Fu' blythe he whistled at the gaud,
Fu' lightly danc'd he in the ha'.
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He roos'd my een sae bonie blue,He roos'd my waist sae genty sma';
An' ay my heart cam to my mou',
When ne'er a body heard or saw.
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My Jockie toils upon the plainThro' wind and weet, thro' frost and snaw;
And o'er the lea I leuk fu' fain,
When Jockie's owsen hameward ca'.
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An' ay the night comes round again,When in his arms he taks me a',
An' ay he vows he'll be my ain
As lang's he has a breath to draw.
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