‘O gin you’d forsake your bonny ship
And wed a ladie of this countrie,
I would make you lord of a’ this town,
And towns and castles twa or three.’
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‘Should I wed a ladie of this countrie,
In sooth I woud be sair to blame,
For the fairest ladie in fair Scotland
Woud break her heart gin I gaed na hame.’
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