Poem by Robert Burns

The Kirk of Lamington

As cauld a wind as ever blew,
A caulder kirk, and in’t but few;
A caulder preacher never spak; –
Ye’se a’ be het ere I come back.

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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