Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph on a Wag in Mauchline

LAMENT him, Mauchline husbands a’,
  He aften did assist ye;
For had ye staid whole weeks awa,
  Your wives they ne’er had miss’d ye.

Ye Mauchline bairns, as on ye pass
  To school in bands thegither,
O tread ye lightly on his grass;
  Perhaps he was your father.

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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