* * * WHEN first I came to Stewart Kyle, My mind it was na steady; Where’er I gaed, where’er I rade, A mistress still I had aye: But when I came roun’ by Mauchline town, Not dreadin’ ony body, My heart was caught before I thought, And by a Mauchline lady. |
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