(Robert Burns)

   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,
   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 has bought her. O.

   Come draw a drap o the best o't yet,
   Come draw a drap o the best o't yet!
Gae seek for pleasure whare ye will,
   But here I never miss'd it yet,

   We're a'dry wi drinkin o't,
   We're a'dry wi drinkin o't!
The minister kiss't the fiddler's wife-
   He could na preach for thinkin o't!

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