The Lea-Rig
Ben J W Anthony
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When o'er the hill the eastern star Tells butting time is near, my jo And owsen frae the furrowed field Return so dowf and weary O Down by the burn, where birking buds Wi' dew are hanging clear, my jo I'll meet thee on the lea-rig My own kind Dearie O At midnight hour, in mirkest glen I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie O If thro' that glen I gave to thee My own kind Dearie O Although' the night were ne'er so wild And I were ne'er so weary O I'll meet thee on the lea-rig My own kind Dearie O The hunter loves the morning sun To rouse the morning deer, my jo At noon the fisher seeks the glen A down the burn to steer, my jo Gie me the hour o' gloaming grey It makes my heart so cheery O To meet thee on the lea-rig My own kind Dearie O When o'er the hill the eastern star Tells butting time is near, my jo And owsen frae the furrowed field Return so dowf and weary O Down by the burn, where birking buds Wi' dew are hanging clear, my jo I'll meet thee on the lea-rig My own kind Dearie O
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