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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
the lass o' ecclefechan tune—“jack o' latin.” gat ye me, o gat ye me, o gat ye me wi' naething? rock an reel, and spinning wheel, a mickle quarter basin: bye attour my gutcher has a heich house and a laich ane, a' forbye my bonie sel, the toss o' ecclefechan. o haud your tongue now, lucky lang, o haud your tongue and jauner i held the gate till you i met, syne i began to wander: i tint my whistle and my sang, i tint my peace and pleasure; but your green graff, now lucky lang, wad airt me to my treasure.m.HzGJJX.COm