The golden Hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my Dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
The ladies have to go first. Goodbye, Dearie. I'll see you later.
Ay waukin,O, Waukin still and weary: Sleep I can get nane, For thinkin on my Dearie.Robert Burns
Ca'the yowes to the knowes, Ca'them whare the heather grows, Ca'them whare the burnie rowes, My bonie Dearie!Robert Burns
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