Will Ye Gang Love
My love he stands in yon chaumer door
Combing doon his yellow hair
His curly locks I like to see
I wonder if my love minds on me
Will ye gang, love, an' leave me noo?
Will ye gang, love, an' leave me noo?
Will ye forsake your ain love true
An' gang wi' a lass that ye never knew?
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I were a maid again
But a maid again I'll never be
Till an apple grows on an orange tree
Will ye gang, love...
I wish, I sish me babe was born
I wish it sat on's daddy's knee
An' I myself were deid an' gone
An' the wavin' grass all o'er me growin'
Will ye gang, love ...
As lang as my apron did bide doon
He followed me frae toon tae toon
But noo it's up an' above my knee
My love gaes but kens na me
Will ye gang, love ...
Mak' my grave baith lang and deep
Put a bunch of roses at my head and feet
And in the middle put a turtle dove
Let the people know I died of love
Will ye gang, love ...
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