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O lat me in my bonny lass	A
It's a lang road ower the hill	B
And the flauchterin snaw begud to fa'	C
On the brig ayont the mill	B
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Here's nae change hoose John Munro	D
I'll ken that to my cost	E
Gien ye gar me tak the hill the nicht	E
Wi' snaw o' the back o' frost	E
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But tell me lass what's my offence	A
Weel ken ye At the fair	F
Ye lichtlied me Ay twasna ance	A
Ye needna come nae mair	F
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I lichtlied ye Ay ower the glass	A
Foul fa' the ill faured mou	G
'At made the leein word to pass	A
By rowin 't i' the true	H
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The trouth is this I dochtna bide	E
To hear yer bonnie name	G
Whaur lawless mous war openit wide	E
Wi' ill tongued scoff and blame	G
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And what I said was 'Hoot lat sit	E
She's but a bairn the lass '	-
It turnt the spait o' words a bit	E
And loot yer fair name pass	A
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Thank ye for naething John Munro	D
My name it needna hide	E
It's no a drucken sough wud gar	I
Me turn my heid aside	E
	-
O Elsie lassie be yersel	B
The snaw stour's driftin thrang	J
O tak me in the win' 's sae snell	B
And in an hour I'll gang	J
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I downa pay ye guid for ill	B
Ye heedna fause and true	H
Gang back to Katie at the mill	B
She loos sic like as you	H
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He turnt his fit she heardna mair	F
The lift was like to fa'	C
And Elsie's hert grew grit and sair	F
At sicht o' the drivin snaw	K
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She laid her doon but no to sleep	L
Her verra hert was cauld	E
And the sheets war like a frozen heap	L
O' drift aboot her faul'd	E
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She rase fu' air the warl lay fair	F
And still in its windin sheet	E
At door cheek or at winnock lug	J
Was never a mark o' feet	E
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She crap for days aboot the hoose	A
Dull futtit and hert sair	F
Aye keekin oot like a hungert moose	A
But Johnnie was na there	F
	-
Lang or the spring begoud to thow	M
The waesome sick faced snaw	K
Her hert was saft a' throu and throu	F
Her pride had ta'en a fa'	C
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And whan the wreaths war halflins gane	K
And the sun was blinkin bonnie	K
Oot ower the hill she wud gang her lane	K
To speir aboot her Johnnie	K
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Half ower she cam intil a lair	F
O' snaw and slush and weet	E
The Lord hae mercy what's that there	F
It was Johnnie at her feet	E
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Aneth the snaw his heid was smorit	E
But his breist was maistly bare	F
And twixt his richt ban' and his hert	E
Lay a lock o' gouden hair	F
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The warm win' blew the blackcock flew	H
The lerrick muntit the skies	A
The burnie ran and a baein began	K
But Johnnie wudna rise	A
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The sun was clear the lift was blue	H
The winter was awa	N
Up cam the green gerse plentifu	C
The better for the snaw	K
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And warm it happit Johnnie's grave	C
Whaur the ae lock gouden lay	B
But on Elsie's hingin heid the lave	C
Was afore the barley gray	B

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