 | The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill |  |
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HEY, DONALD! HOW, DONALD!
Though simmer smiles on bank and brae,
And nature bids the heart be gay,
Yet a' the joys o' flowery May
Wi' pleasure ne'er can move me.
And nature bids the heart be gay,
Yet a' the joys o' flowery May
Wi' pleasure ne'er can move me.
Hey, Donald! how, Donald!
Think upon your vow, Donald!
Mind the heathery knowe, Donald!
Where ye vowed to lo'e me.
Think upon your vow, Donald!
Mind the heathery knowe, Donald!
Where ye vowed to lo'e me.
[The budding rose and scented brier,
The siller fountain skinkling clear,
The merry lav'rock whistling near,
Wi' pleasure ne'er can move me.
The siller fountain skinkling clear,
The merry lav'rock whistling near,
Wi' pleasure ne'er can move me.
Hey, Donald! etc.
I downa look on bank and brae,
I downa greet where a' are gay,
But O! my heart will break wi' wae,
Gin Donald cease to lo'e me.
I downa greet where a' are gay,
But O! my heart will break wi' wae,
Gin Donald cease to lo'e me.
Hey, Donald! etc.]
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