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| ‘LOUDOUN’S bonnie woods and braes, | |
| I maun lea’ them a’, lassie; | |
| Wha can thole when Britain’s faes | |
| Wad gi’e Britons law, lassie? | |
| Wha would shun the field o’ danger? | 5 |
| Wha frae fame wad live a stranger? | |
| Now when freedom bids avenge her, | |
| Wha wad shun her ca’, lassie? | |
| Loudoun’s bonnie woods and braes | |
| Hae seen our happy bridal days, | 10 |
| And gentle hope shall soothe thy waes | |
| When I am far awa’, lassie.’ | |
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| ‘Hark! the swelling bugle sings, | |
| Yielding joy to thee, laddie, | |
| But the dolefu’ bugle brings | 15 |
| Waefu’ thoughts to me, laddie. | |
| Lanely I maun climb the mountain, | |
| Lanely stray beside the fountain, | |
| Still the weary moments countin’, | |
| Far frae love and thee, laddie. | 20 |
| O’er the gory fields of war, | |
| Where vengeance drives his crimson car, | |
| Thou’lt maybe fa’, frae me afar, | |
| And nane to close thy e’e, laddie.’ | |
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| ‘O! resume thy wonted smile! | 25 |
| O! suppress thy fears, lassie! | |
| Glorious honour crowns the toil | |
| That the soldier shares, lassie; | |
| Heaven will shield thy faithful lover | |
| Till the vengeful strife is over, | 30 |
| Then we’ll meet nae mair to sever, | |
| Till the day we die, lassie; | |
| ’Midst our bonnie woods and braes | |
| We’ll spend our peaceful, happy days, | |
| As blithe’s yon lightsome lamb that plays | 35 |
| On Loudoun’s flowery lea, lassie.’ | |
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