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duncan gray

duncan gray ca&039; here to woo,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t,

on blythe yule-night when we were fou,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t,

aggie ost her head fu&039; heigh,

look&039;d asklent and un skeigh,

gart poor duncan stand abeigh;

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t

duncan fleech&039;d and duncan pray&039;d;

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t,

g was deaf as ailsa craig,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t:

duncan sigh&039;d baith out and ,

grat his e&039;en baith blear&039;t an&039; bl&039;,

spak o&039; lowp o&039;er a ln;

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t

ti and chance are but a tide,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t,

slighted love is sair to bide,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t:

shall i like a fool, h he,

for a haughty hizzie die?

she ay gae to—france for !

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t

how it es let doctors tell,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t;

g grew sick, as he grew hale,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t

thg her bo wrgs,

for relief a sigh she brgs:

and oh! her een they spak sic thgs!

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t

duncan was a d o&039; grace,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t:

aggie&039;s was a piteo case,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t:

duncan uld na be her death,

swellg pity soor&039;d his wrath;

now they&039;re croe and canty baith,

ha, ha, the woog o&039;t