| Sweet closes the evening on Craigieburn Wood
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| And blythely awaukens the morrow
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| But the pride o' the spring in the Craigieburn Wood
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| Can yield me nothing but sorrow
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| Chorus:
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| Beyond thee dearie, beyond thee dearie
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| And oh to be lying beyond thee
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| Oh sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep
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| That’s laed in the bed beyond thee
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| I see the spreading leaves and flowers
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| I hear the wild birds singing
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| But pleasure they hae nane for me While care my heart is wringing
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| Chorus
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| I can na tell, I maun na tell
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| I daur na for good anger
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| But secret love will break my heart
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| If I conceal it langer
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| Chorus
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| I see thee graceful, straight and tall
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| I see thee sweet and bonnie
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| But oh what will my torment be If thou refuse thy Johnnie?
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| Chorus
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| To see thee in another’s arms
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| In love to lie and languish
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| 'Twad be my dead, that will be seen
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| My heart wad burst wi' anguish
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| Chorus
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| But Jeannie say thou wilt be mine
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| Say thou lo’es nane before me And a' my days o' life to come
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| I’ll gratefully adore thee
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| Chorus |