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O far are ye gan tae, my bonnie young
lassie
Wi yer reed an rosie cheeks, and
yer coal black hair
I’m gan a-milkin, kind sir she answert
me
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
Fit wid ye dee gin I wis tae walk
wi ye
Wi yer reed an rosie cheeks, and
yer coal black hair
This path will tak the baith o us,
kind sir she answert me
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
Fit wid ye dee gin I wis tae kiss
yer mou
Wi yer reed an rosie cheeks, and
yer coal black hair
A kiss wid niver frichten me, kind
sir she answert me
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
Fit wid ye dee gin I wis tae lay
ye doon
Wi yer reed an rosie cheeks, and
yer coal black hair
I’d seen rise tae my feet again,
kind sir she answert me
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
Fit wid ye dee gin I wis tae bairn
ye
Wi yer reed
an rosie cheeks, and yer coal black hair
Syne ye’d be the daddie o’t an I
wid be the mammie o’t
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
An fit wid ye dee gin I wis tae rin
awa’
Wi yer reed an rosie cheeks, and
yer coal black hair
I wid jist rin aifter ye, kind sir
she anwert me
For rollin in the dew maks a milkmaid
fair
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