221. Song—The Bonie Lad that's Far Awa

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 O HOW can I be blythe and glad,
 Or how can I gang brisk and braw,
When the bonie lad that I lo’e best
 Is o’er the hills and far awa!


It’s no the frosty winter wind,
 It’s no the driving drift and snaw;
But aye the tear comes in my e’e,
 To think on him that’s far awa.
My father pat me frae his door, My friends they hae disown’d me a’; But I hae ane will tak my part, The bonie lad that’s far awa.
A pair o’ glooves he bought to me, And silken snoods he gae me twa; And I will wear them for his sake, The bonie lad that’s far awa.
O weary Winter soon will pass, And Spring will cleed the birken shaw; And my young babie will be born, And he’ll be hame that’s far awa.

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