265. Song—Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad

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265. Song—Young Jockie was the Blythest Lad by Robert Burns

 YOUNG Jockie was the blythest lad,
 In a’ our town or here awa;
Fu’ blythe he whistled at the gaud,
 Fu’ lightly danc’d he in the ha’.


He roos’d my een sae bonie blue,
 He roos’d my waist sae genty sma’;
An’ aye my heart cam to my mou’,
 When ne’er a body heard or saw.


My Jockie toils upon the plain,
 Thro’ wind and weet, thro’ frost and snaw:
And o’er the lea I leuk fu’ fain,
 When Jockie’s owsen hameward ca’.


An’ aye the night comes round again,
 When in his arms he taks me a’;
An’ aye he vows he’ll be my ain,
 As lang’s he has a breath to draw.

Form: Ballad

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