Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne (Каролина Олифант, леди Нэрн)

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Air — "Landlady, count the lawin."

O weel's me on my ain man!
My ain man, my ain man;
O, weel's me on my ain gudeman!
He'll aye be welcome hame.

I'm wae I blamed him yesternight,
For now my heart is feather light;
For gowd I wadna gi'e the sight,
I see him linkin' owre the height.

O, weel's me on my ain man!
My ain man, my ain man;
O, weel's me on my ain gudeman!
He'll aye be welcome hame.

Rin, Jeanie, bring the kebbuck ben,
An' fin' aneath the speckl'd hen;
Meg, rise and sweep aboot the fire,
Syne cry on Johnnie frae the byre.

For weel's me on my ain man!
My ain man, my ain man;
O, weel's me on my ain gudeman!
I see him linkin' hame.

1. Songs of My Native Land
2. There Grows a Bonnie Brier Bush
3. Caller Herrin'
4. Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'
5. Would You Be Young Again?

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