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We were sisters, sisters seven,
Bowing down, bowing down
The fairest women under heaven.
And aye the birks a-bowing
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They kiest kevels them amang,
Wha woud to the grenewood gang.
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The kevels they gied thro the ha,
And on the youngest it did fa.
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Now she must to the grenewood gang,
To pu the nuts in grenewood hang.
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She hadna tarried an hour but ane
Till she met wi a highlan groom.
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He keeped her sae late and lang
Till the evening set and birds they sang.
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He gae to her at their parting
A chain o gold and gay gold ring;
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And three locks o his yellow hair;
Bade her keep them for evermair.
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When six lang months were come and gane,
A courtier to this lady came.
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Lord Dingwall courted this lady gay,
And so he set their wedding-day.