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Gae bring tae me a pint o' wine |
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And fill it in a silver tassie |
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That i may drink afore i go |
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A service tae my bonnie lassie |
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The boat rocks at the pier o'leith |
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For loud the wind blows frae the ferry |
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The ship rides by the berwick law |
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And i maun leave my bonnie mary |
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The trumpet sounds the banners fly |
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The glittering spears are rank and ready |
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The shouts o' war are heard afar |
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The battle closes thick and bloody |
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But it's not the roar o' sea and shore |
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Was mak' me longer wish tae tarry |
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Nor shouts o' war that's heard afar |
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It's leaving thee my bonny mary |
