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Yon, yon, yon lassie
I never saw a silken gown,
But I wad kiss the sleeve o't;
I never saw a maidenhead
That I wad spier the leave o't.
O, yon, yon, yon, lassie,
Yon, yon, yon;
I never met a bonie lass
But what wad play at yon.
Tell nae me, o' Meg my wife,
That crowdie has na savour:
But gie to me a bonie lass
An' let me steal the favour.
O, yon, yon, yon, lassie,
Yon, yon, yon;
I never met a bonie lass
But what wad play at yon.
Gie me her I kis't yestreen,
I vow but she was handsome,
For ilka birss upon her cunt,
Was worth a royal ransom.
An' yon, yon, yon, lassie,
Yon, yon, yon,
I never saw a bonie lass
But what wad do yon.
