 | The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill |  |
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THOU CAULD GLOOMY FEBERWAR.
Thou cauld gloomy Feberwar,
Oh gin thou wert awa';
I 'm wae to hear thy soughin' winds,
I 'm wae to see thy snaw:
For my bonnie brave young Highlander,
The lad I lo'e so dear,
Has vowed to come and see me
In the spring o' the year.
Oh gin thou wert awa';
I 'm wae to hear thy soughin' winds,
I 'm wae to see thy snaw:
For my bonnie brave young Highlander,
The lad I lo'e so dear,
Has vowed to come and see me
In the spring o' the year.
[Thou cauld, gloomy Feberwar,
Hast ne'er a sunny smile?
For pity chase the storms afar,
And nurse the flowers awhile,
For my bonnie brave young Highlander
Will keep his word sae dear,
When buds begin to open
In the spring o' the year.
Hast ne'er a sunny smile?
For pity chase the storms afar,
And nurse the flowers awhile,
For my bonnie brave young Highlander
Will keep his word sae dear,
When buds begin to open
In the spring o' the year.
—R. B. M.]
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