Poem by Robert Burns

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O gie my love brose, brose,
  	Gie my love brose and butter;
For nane in Carrick or Kyle
  	Can please a lassie better.
The lav’rock lo’es the grass,
  	The muirhen lo’es the heather;
But gie me a braw moonlight,
  	And me and my love together.

1. Their Groves O’ sweet Myrtle
2. The Bonnie Wee Thing
3. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
4. Gala Water
5. Stay My Charmer

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