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T: MY AIN KIND DEARIE, O
O: 1811
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1811, p.130-133
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87686121
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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w: Will* ye gang o'er the lee-*rig, My
{f}(e3f) (gfed) {de}f2 B2 B2 (f3e) | {de}f2 A2 A2 B2
w: ain* kind*** dear-ie, O? And* cud-dle there fu'
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w: kind-*ly, Wi'* me, my kind*** dear-ie, O?
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w: At thor-*ny* dyke, or birk-*en* tree, We'll
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w: daff,* and* ne-*ver* wea-re, O; They'll*
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w: scug ill een frae you and me, My*
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w: ain* kind*** dear-y, O.
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W:2.Nae herd wi' kent, or colly there,
W:    Shall ever come to fear ye, O,
W:  But lav'rocks, whistling in the air,
W:    Shall woo, like me, their dearie, O.
W:  While ithers herd their lambs and ewes,
W:    And toil for warld's gear, my jo,
W:  Upon the lee my pleasure grows
W:    Wi' thee, my ain kind dearie, O.
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W:3.At gloamin, if my lane I be,
W:    Oh, but I'm wond'rous eerie, O,
W:  And mony a heavy sigh I gie,
W:    When absent frae my dearie, O:
W:  But seated 'neath the milk-white thorn,
W:    In ev'ning fair and clearie, O,
W:  Enraptur'd, a' my cares I scorn,
W:    When wi' my kind dearie, O.
W:
W:4.Whare through the birks the burnie rows,
W:    Aft hae I sat fu' cheery, O,
W:  Upon the bonny greensward howes,
W:    Wi' thee, my kind dearie, O.
W:  I've courted till I've heard the craw
W:    Of honest Chanticleerie, O,
W:  Yet never miss'd my sleep ava,
W:    When wi' my kind dearie, O.
W:
W:5.For though the night were ne'er sae dark.
W:    And I were ne'er sae weary, O,
W:  I'd meet thee on the lee rig
W:    My ain kind dearie, O.
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W:  While in this weary warld of wae,
W:    This wilderness sae dreary, 0,
W:  What maks me blythe, and keeps me sae?
W:    'Tis thee, my kind dearie, O.
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