* * * WHAN I sleep I dream, Whan I wauk I’m eerie, Sleep I canna get, For thinkin’ o’ my dearie. Lanely night comes on, A’ the house are sleeping; I think on the bonnie lad That has my heart a keeping. Lanely night comes on, A’ the house are sleeping, I think on my bonnie lad, An’ I bleer my een wi’ greetin’! Aye waukin O, waukin aye and wearie, Sleep I canna get for thhildn’ o’ my dearie. |
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