A weary bodie's blythe when the sun gaes down,

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Awa wi' your witchcraft o' beauty's alarms,
Awake, my love! with genial ray,

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240

Baloo, baloo, my wee wee thing,

39

Bannocks o' bear-meal, bannocks o' barley,

523

Beneath a green shade, a lovely young swain,
Blythe, blythe, and merry was she,

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29

Blythe, blythe, around the nappie,
Blythe hae I been on yon hill,

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25

Blythe young Bess to Jean did say,
Boatman, haste, launch your skiff,
Bonnie lassie, will ye go, will ye go,
Bonnie Mary Hay, I will loe thee yet,
Bonneyness gaed to the water to wash,
Bonnie wee thing, cannie wee thing,
Busk and go, busk and go,

But are you sure the news is true,
But lately seen in gladsome green,
By Allan's streams I chanced to rove,

By smooth winding Tay a swain was reclining,
By yon castle wa', at the close o' the day,

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25

Cam ye by Athol braes, lad wi' the philabeg,

Come, all ye jolly shepherds that whistle through the glen, 51

Come, boat me ower, come, row me ower,

399

Come, fill me a bumper, my brave jolly boys,

565

Come gie's a sang, Montgomery cried,

41

Come let me take thee to my breast,

40

Come o'er the stream, Charlie,

438

Come under my plaidie, the night's gaun to fa,

299

Comin' through the craigs o' Kyle,

49

Contentit wi' little, and cantie wi' mair,

53

Donald's gane up the hill, hard and hungry,

Down in yon meadow a couple did tarry,

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53

Dumbarton's drums beat bonnie, O,

Fair lady, mourn the memory,

Dunfermline, on a Friday nicht,

False luve! and hae ye play'd me this,

Farewell, Edinburgh, where happy I hae been,

Farewell, thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies,
Farewell, thou stream that winding flows,
Farewell to a' our Scottish fame,

Farewell, ye prisons dark and strong,
Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean,
Far, lone, amang the Highland hills,

Far over yon hills of the heather so green,
First when Maggie was my care,
Flow gently, sweet Afton,
For ever, fortune, wilt thou prove,

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73

66

For lack of gold she's left me, O,

72

For the sake of somebody,

471

Forgive me if I thought your looks,

586

Frae Clyde to the banks o' sweet Earn,

Gane is the day, and mirk's the night,

Get up gudewife, don on your claise,
Gie me a lass wi' a lump o' land,
Gilderoy was a bonnie boy,

Gin a body meet a body,

Gin livin' worth could win my heart,

Gin ye meet a bonnie lassie,

Hame, hame, hame! O hame fain wad I be,

90

Happy's the love which meets return,

242

Hard is the fate of him who loves,

102

Have ye any pots or pans,

482

Have you any laws to mend,

586

Hear me, ye nymphs, and every swain,

89

Hear what Highland Nora said,

92

Hearken, and I will tell ye how,

99

Hee, baloo, my wee sweet Donald,

95

Her daddie forbade, her minnie forbade,

540

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie, (modern)

464

Here awa, there awa, wandering Willie, (old)

Hie, bonnie lassie, blink over the burn,

How pleasant the banks of the clear-winding Devon,

91

How's a' wi' my auld dame,

253

How sweetly smells the simmer green,

417

How sweet this lone vale, and how soothing to feeling
Husband, husband, cease your strife,

I chanced to meet an airy blade,

I couldna get sleep yestreen for greeting,

I'd rather hae a piece as a kiss o' my joe,
I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair,

If doughty deeds my lady please,

If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment,
If my dear wife should chance to gang,

I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen,

I hae bought Boulie Willie's lume, my lassie,
I hae laid a herring in saut,

I hae laid a herrin' in saut (second version)
I lately lived in quiet case,

I'll aye ca' in by yon toun,
I'll gar our gudeman trow,

I loed neer a laddie but ane,

I married my wife and I brought her hame,
I may sit in my wee croo house,

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125

In summer when the hay was maun,

I'm wearing awa, Jean,

I met four chaps yon birks amang,

In April, when primroses paint the sweet plain,
In Scotland there lived a humble beggar,

In simmer I mawed my meadows,

In the land of Fife there lived a wicked wife,
In the Nick o' the Balloch lived Muirland Tam,
In winter, when the rain rained cauld,

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278

124

379

I once was a maid, though I cannot tell when,
I scorn the state of that lover's condition,

It fell on a morning, when we were thrang,

I've heard a lilting, at our ewe milking,

I winna loe the laddie that ca's the cart and pleugh,

333

I wish I were where Helen lies,

128

Jockie said to Jenny, Jenny wilt thou wed,

Keen blaws the wind o'er the braes o' Gleniffer,

226

Leaning ower a window, and looking ower a mound,
Let not woman e'er complain,

Let them boast of the country gave Patrick his birth,
Let us go, lassie, go,

Let us haste to Kelvin grove, bopnie lassie, O,
Little wat ye wha's coming,

Loudon's bonnie woods and braes,

560

March, march, why the deil dinna ye march?

152

My sheep I neglected-I lost my sheep-hook,

171

My soger laddie is ower the sea,

170

My sweetest May, let love incline thee,
My wife's a wanton wee thing,

168

334

Nancy's to the greenwood gane,

Nith, trembling to the reaper's sang,

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