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Ole Fair Maid of Perth

Near Perth as I wandered the meadows among,
I saw a young lassie trip blithely along,
Her figure was graceful and in her tight waist,
Some dew dropping roses were carelessly placed;
She plucked off a rose from the stem of its birth,
And cried, take this rose from the fair maid of Perth.

I told her I lov'd her sincerely, and then,
I promised by moonlight to meet her again;
And we met where the burnies all silently glide,
And I told her I'd make her my ain bonnie bride
And my vow I will keep, for beauty and worth,
Are mine if I marry the fair maid of Perth.