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BONIE LESLEY (Robert Burns) O, Saw ye bonie Lesley, As she gaed o'er the Border? |
printable copy of the lyrics to Carl an the King Come |
| She's gane, like Alexander, To spread her conquests farther! To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever; For Nature made her what she is, And never made anither! Thou airt a queen, fair Lesley- Thy subjects, we before thee! Thou art divine, fair Lesley- The hearts o' men adore thee. The Deil he could na skaith thee, Or aught that wad belang thee, He'd look into thy bonie face, And say:-'I canna wrang thee!' The Powers aboon will tent thee, Misfortune sha'na steer thee: Thou'rt like themsels sae lovely, That ill they'll ne'er let near thee Return again, fair Lesley, Return to Caledonie! That we may brag we hae a lass There's nane again sae bonie. Tune: The Colliers Dochter (339) filename[ BONLSLEY play.exe BONLSLEY ARB ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY=== |
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