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215. Song—Hey the Dusty Miller

 HEY, the dusty Miller,
 And his dusty coat,
He will win a shilling,
 Or he spend a groat:
Dusty was the coat,
 Dusty was the colour,
Dusty was the kiss
 That I gat frae the Miller.
Hey, the dusty Miller, And his dusty sack; Leeze me on the calling Fills the dusty peck: Fills the dusty peck, Brings the dusty siller; I wad gie my coatie For the dusty Miller.

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