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‘O if I had a man,’ she says, ‘as it looks I had nane,
He widna sit in the house and see my kye tane.
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‘But lasses tak down yer rocks, and we will defend
. . . . . . .
5
‘O kiss me, dear Peggy, and gee me down my gun,
I may well ga out, but I ll never come in.’
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