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And that they often would return,
such pleasure to renew:
Quoth Mary, love, I like the burn,
and ay shall follow you.
And that they often, &c.

I’ll prie your bonny Mou’, Lassie.

Come gie’s a kiss, my bonny lass,
and lean upon my bosom O,
Or wi' yere sweet lips prie the glass,
’twill taste like roses’ blossom O:
Tho’ seated ’mang an unco hive
o’ blythsome chiels for drinkin’ O,
Wha wi’ the cap and noggie strive
to drown their cares and thinkin’ O,

CHORUS.
I’ll prie yere bonny mou, lassie,
weel ye wi' a warmin’ kiss,
For nane but you, my true lassie,
can bestow sie charmin’ bliss:
This a’ my dower a heart fou’ leal,
a random gift at rhymin’ O;
A mind that’s made to think an’ feel,
nor at my lot repinin’ O.

A loving wish to mak’ you mine,
a saul which love you dearly O :
Sae ye may mak’ my lairdship thine,
I've tauld them a’ sincerely O.
I’ll prie yere bonnie mou’ lassie.

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