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[Oor Marion starts early to see the sun rise]
Oor Marion starts early to see the sun rise,
And watch the first beam stealin' o'er the grey skies;
To see gowans openin' she'll watch on the lea;
Oh, Marion, ye're welcome!—the gloamin' for me.
And watch the first beam stealin' o'er the grey skies;
To see gowans openin' she'll watch on the lea;
Oh, Marion, ye're welcome!—the gloamin' for me.
She says there's a spirit that sings on the breeze,
And waukens the birdies to lilt on the trees;
And joy, when she's tellin't, beams in her blue ee;
Oh, Marion, ye're welcome!—the gloamin' for me.
And waukens the birdies to lilt on the trees;
And joy, when she's tellin't, beams in her blue ee;
Oh, Marion, ye're welcome!—the gloamin' for me.
She thinks there's nae beauty in starlicht ava,
And jeers when at gloamin' I'm slippin' awa:
She ne'er saw the moonbeams glance through a green tree,
And dance on the Levern like Willie and me.
And jeers when at gloamin' I'm slippin' awa:
She ne'er saw the moonbeams glance through a green tree,
And dance on the Levern like Willie and me.
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But some bonny laddie will alter her taste;—
She'll ne'er let the sun see his arm round her waist;
She'll sleep lang at mornin's—sair changed will she be,
And best like the gloamin', like Willie and me.
She'll ne'er let the sun see his arm round her waist;
She'll sleep lang at mornin's—sair changed will she be,
And best like the gloamin', like Willie and me.
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