BANKS OF ALLAN WATER.
On the banks of Allan water,
When the sweet spring time did fall,
Was the miller's lovely daughter,
Fairest of them all.
For his bride a soldier sought her,
And a winning tongue had he;
On the banks of Allan water,
None so gay as she.
On the banks of Allan water,
When brown autumn spreads his store,
There I saw the miller's daughter;
But she smiled no more.
For the summer grief had brought her,
And her soldier false was he;
On the banks of Allan water,
None so sad as she.
On the banks of Allan water,
When the winter snow fell fast,
Still was seen the miller's daughter,
Chilling blew the blast.
But the miller's lovely daughter,
Both from cold and care was free—
On the banks of Allan water,
There a corse lay she.
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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