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The Lea-rig lyrics
When o er the hill the eastern star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
And owsen frae the furrow d field
Return sae dowf and weary O;
Down by the burn, where birken buds
Wi dew are hangin clear, my jo,
I ll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
At midnight hour, in mirkest glen,
I d rove, and ne er be eerie, O,
If thro that glen I gaed to thee,
My ain kind Dearie O;
Altho the night were ne er sae wild,
And I were ne er sae weary O,
I ll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
The hunter lo es the morning sun;
To rouse the mountain deer, my jo;
At noon the fisher seeks the glen
Adown the burn to steer, my jo:
Gie me the hour o gloamin grey,
It maks my heart sae cheery O,
To meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
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