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JOCKEY‘S LAMENTATION.
Jockey met with Jenny fair,
Betwixt the dawning of the day;
And Jockey now is full of care,
For Jenny stole his heart away;
Altho‘ she promis‘d to be true.
Yet she, alas, has prov'd unkind,
The which does make poor Jockey rue,
For Jenny's fickle as the wind:
And ‘tis o‘er the hills and far away,
‘Tis o'er the hills and far away,
‘Tis o‘er the hills and far away,
The wind has blow'd my plaid away,
Jockey was a bonny lad,
As e'er was born in Scotland fair
But now poor Jockey is run mad,
For Jenny causes his despair;
Jockey was a piper's son,
And fell in love while he was young,
But all the tunes that he could play
Was, o'er the hills and far away
And 'tis o‘er, &c.
When first I saw my Jenny's face,
She did appear with such a grace,
