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The opening gowan wat wi’ dew
nae purer is than Nanie, O.
A country lad is my degree,
and few there be that ken me O.
But what care I how few there be,
I’m welcome ay to Nanie O.
My riches, a’s my penny fee,
and I maun guide it cannie, O
But warl’s gear ne’er troubles me.
My thoughts are a’ my Nanie, O.
Our auld gudeman delights to view,
his ſheep and kye thrive bonny, O;
But I’m as blythe that hands his his pleugh,
And has nae care but Nanie, O.
Come weel, come wae, I carena by,
I’ll tak what haven will ſend me, O.
Nae ither care in life hae’t,
But live and love my Name, O.
