| This ae nighte, this ae nighte
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| Every nighte and alle
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| Fire and fleet and candle-lighte
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| And Christe receive thy saule
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| When thou from hence away art past
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| To whinny-muir thou com’st at last
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| If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon
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| Sit thee down and put them on
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| If hosen and shoon thou ne’er gav’st nane
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| The whinnes shall prick thee to the bare bane
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| From whinny-muir when thou may’st pass
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| To brig o' dread thou com’st at last
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| From brig o' dread when thou may’st pass
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| To purgatory fire thou com’st at last
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| If ever thou gavest meat or drink
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| The fire shall never make thee shrink
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| If meat or drink thou ne’er gav’st nane
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| The fire will burn thee to the bare bane
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| This ae nighte, this ae nighte
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| Every nighte and alle
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| Fire and sleet and candle-lighte
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| And Christe receive thy saule |