The book of British ballads . 416. W When the sheep are in the fauld, when the cows come hame,When a the weary warld to quiet rest are gane;The woes of my heart fa in showers frae my ee,Unkend by my gudeman, who soundly sleeps by me. Young Jamie lood me weel, and sought me for his bride;But saving ae crown piece, hed naething else make the crown a pound, my Jamie gaed to sea;And the crown and the pound, 0 they were baith lor me! J. Franklin del. O. Dalziel sc. &ultf mobtn ©rap. Before he had been gane a twelvemonth and a day,My father brak his arm, our cow was stown away ;My mother s
The book of British ballads . 416. W When the sheep are in the fauld, when the cows come hame,When a the weary warld to quiet rest are gane;The woes of my heart fa in showers frae my ee,Unkend by my gudeman, who soundly sleeps by me. Young Jamie lood me weel, and sought me for his bride;But saving ae crown piece, hed naething else make the crown a pound, my Jamie gaed to sea;And the crown and the pound, 0 they were baith lor me! J. Franklin del. O. Dalziel sc. &ultf mobtn ©rap. Before he had been gane a twelvemonth and a day,My father brak his arm, our cow was stown away ;My mother she fell sick—my Jamie was at sea—And Auld Robin Gray, oh! he came a-courting me. My father coudna work—my mother coudna spin;I toild day and night, but their bread I coudna win ;Auld Rob maintaind them baith, and, wi tears in his ee,Said, Jenny, oh! for their sakes, will you marry me ! My heart it said na, and I lookd for Jamie back;igD ^(vf55^ But hard blew the winds, and his ship was a wrack :His ship it was a wrack !
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