My Love She's But A Lassie Yet
| Robert Burns |
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| My love she's but a lassie yet Oh My love she's but a lassie yet We'll let her stand a year or twa She'll no be half sae saucy yet I rue the day I sought her O I rue the day I sought her O Wha gets her need na say he's woo'd But he may say he's bought her O I rue the day I sought her O I rue the day I sought her O Wha gets her need na say he's woo'd But he may say he's bought her O My love she's but a lassie yet Oh My love she's but a lassie yet We'll let her stand a year or twa She'll no be half sae saucy yet We're all dry for the drinkin o't We're all dry for the drinkin o't The minister kissed the fiddler's wife He could na preach for thinkin o't We were all dry for the drinkin o't We were all dry for the drinkin o't The minister kissed the fiddler's wife He could na preach for thinkin o't This page has been viewed 1405 times |
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