The Lass o’ Durisdeer
Song. Tune, “My love is like a red, red rose.”
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Oh! bonnie burn, Oh! bonnie burn,
Wi’ water crystal clear,
Sing sweetly by the hame whaur bides
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
Though but a lass o’ low estate,
I care’na wha may hear
Me sing her praise wi’ a’ ma hert,
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
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In Carron’s wild majestic glen
Flowers bloom the hert tae cheer,
But the fairest flower amang them a’
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
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Wi’ voice sweet as the lintie’s sang;
Melodious on the ear,
Wi’ een sae blue an’ hert sae true,
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
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Though I hae gane sae far awa’
Tae fecht for country dear,
My fondest hopes are centred on
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
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A fairy guard frae Enterkin
Is wi’ me, hae nae fear!
For I’ll come safely hame and wed
The Lass o’ Durisdeer.
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