| A soldier lad came here last night
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| With riding he was weary
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| A soldier lad came here last night
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| And the moon was shining clearly
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| Bonnie lassie, will you gang with me
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| Bonnie lass, will ye lie near me?
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| I’ll get all your ribbons reel
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| In the morning ere I leave ye
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| She takes the trooper by the hand
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| And leads him to her chamber
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| She’s given him some wine to drink
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| And his love it flared like tinder
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| Bonnie lassie, will you gang with me
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| Bonnie lass, will ye lie near me?
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| I’ll get all your ribbons reel
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| In the morning ere I leave ye
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| They had not been in bed an hour
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| An hour but scarce a quarter
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| But the drums sounding up the street
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| And then the beat was shorter
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| Its up, up, up, our colonel cried
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| It’s up, up, up and away, then
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| It’s up, up, up, our colonel cried
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| The morn’s our battle day then
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| Bonnie lassie, will you gang with me
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| Bonnie lass, will ye lie near me?
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| I’ll get all your ribbons reel
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| In the morning ere I leave ye
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| It’s when will you come back again
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| My own dear soldier laddie
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| When will you come back again
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| And be your bairnie’s daddy
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| Oh, hold your tongue my Bonnie wee lass
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| Never let this parting grieve thee
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| When heather cows grow oxen bows
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| Bonnie lassie I’ll come see ye
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| Bonnie lassie, will you gang with me
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| Bonnie lass, will ye lie near me?
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| I’ll get all your ribbons reel
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| In the morning ere I leave ye
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| Bonnie lassie, will you gang with me
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| Bonnie lass, will ye lie near me?
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| I’ll get all your ribbons reel
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| In the morning ere I leave ye |