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The Lass Of Cessnock Banks
On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells,
Could I describe her shape and mien!
Our lasses a' she far excels---
An she has twa sparkling, rogueish een!
Go Fetch To Me A Pint
Go fetch to me a pint o wine,
And fill it in a silver tassie;
That I may drink, before I go,
Montgomerie's Peggy
Tune - "Galla Water."

Altho' my bed were in yon muir,
Amang the heather, in my plaidie;
Now westlin winds and slaught'ring guns
Bring autumn's pleasant weather;
And the moorcock springs, on whirring wings,
Amang the blooming heather;
The Tarbolton Lasses
If ye gae up to yon hill-tap,
Ye'll there see bonie Peggy;
She kens her father is a laird,
And she forsooth's a leddy.
Here's A Bottle
There's nane that's blest of human kind
But the cheerful and the gay, man.
Ye Jacobites By Name
Ye Jacobites by name, lend an ear, lend an ear!
Ye Jacobites by name, lend an ear,
Ye Jacobites by name,
The Slave’s Lament
It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthrall
For the lands of Virginia-ginia O;
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more,
My Spouse Nancy
'Husband, husband, cease your strife,
Nor longer idly rave, Sir;
Tho' I am your wedded wife
My Love, She's But A Lassie Yet
My love, she's but a lassie yet,
My love, she's but a lassie yet!
We'll let her stand a year or twa,

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