Duke of Gordon's three daughters (1870-1885)/Jem of Aberdeen
JEM OF ABERDEEN.
The tuneful laverocks cheer the grove,
And sweetly smiles the summer green;
Now o'er the mead I love to rove
Wi' bonny Jem of Aberdeen.
Whene'er we sit beneath the broom,
Or wander o'er the flowery lea,
He's always wooing, wooing, wooing,
O Jamie's always wooing me.
He's fresh and fair as flowers in May,
The blythest led on a' the green;
How sweet the time will pass away
Wi' bonny Jem of Aberdeen!
Wi' joy I leave my father's cot,
Wi' ilka sport, of glen or green,
Well pleased to share the humble lot
Of bonny Jem of Aberdeen.
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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