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Lochleven Castle heard the rair,
An' Faulkland house the echo sounded;
Highland Donald gae a stare.
The lassie sigh'd, but was nae wounded.]
Comin', &c.
Tamie Tamson too was there,
Maggie Birnie was his dearie.
He pat it in amang the hair,
An' puddled there till he was weary.
Blyth, &c.
When e'enin' cam the town was thrang,
An' beds were no to get for siller;
When e'er they fand a want o' room,
They lay in pairs like bread and butter.
Blyth, &c.
Twa and twa they made the bed,
An' twa an' twa they lay thegither;
When they had na room enough,
Ilk ane lap on aboon the tither.
Blyth, &c.
