o wat ye whas in yon town
but spare, o spare me jeanie dear.
o wat ye wha's, &c.
for while life's dearest blood is warm,
ae thought frae her shall ne'er depart,
and she, as fairest is her form,
she has the truest, kindest heart.
o wat ye wha's, &c.
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