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Robert Burns - Blythe Was She
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Robert Burns - Dainty Davie
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Robert Burns - Eppie Adair
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Robert Burns - Green Sleeves
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Robert Burns - I Maun Hae a Wife
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Robert Burns - Mary Morison
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Robert Burns - My Peggy's face
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Robert Burns - Parcel O' Rogues
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Robert Burns - Theniel Menzies Bonie Mary
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Robert Burns - Auld Lang Syne
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Robert Burns - Bonie Lesley
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Robert Burns - Cauld Frosty Morning
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Robert Burns - Craigieburn Wood
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Robert Burns - Duncan Gray
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Robert Burns - Hey Tuti Tatey
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Robert Burns - Highland Mary
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Robert Burns - John Cope
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Robert Burns - Kissing My Kate Merry Hae I Been
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Robert Burns - Lord Ronald
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Robert Burns - No Churchman Am I
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Robert Burns - On a Bank Of Flowers
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Robert Burns - Peggy Alison
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Robert Burns - The Birks Of Aberfeldie
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Robert Burns - The Deidly Wars Are Past And Gane
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Robert Burns - The Dusty Miller
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Robert Burns - Tibbie Dunbar
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Robert Burns - Up An Waun Them A' Jamie
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Robert Burns - Up And Warn A'willie
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Robert Burns - When Wild War's Deadly Blast
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Robert Burns - Where Helen Lies
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Robert Burns - Ye Hae Lien Wrang, Lassie
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Robert Burns - A Man's a Man For All That (Is There For Honest Poverty)
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Robert Burns - A Pint o Wine
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Robert Burns - A Waukrife Minnie
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Robert Burns - Am Strande
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Robert Burns - Awa' Whigs Awa'
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Robert Burns - Carl An The King Come
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Robert Burns - Comin Thro The Rye
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Robert Burns - Fete Champetre
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Robert Burns - Five Carlins
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Robert Burns - Frae The Friends And Land I Love
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Robert Burns - I Love My Love in Secret
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Robert Burns - I Sing Of A Whistle
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Robert Burns - I'll Mak You Be Fain To Follow Me
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Robert Burns - Jamie, Come Try Me
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Robert Burns - John Barleycorn A Ballad
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Robert Burns - John, Come Kiss Me Now
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Robert Burns - Jumpin John
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Robert Burns - Laddie, lie near me
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Robert Burns - Lady Onlie
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Robert Burns - Musing On The Roaring Ocean
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Robert Burns - My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose
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Robert Burns - My Wife's a Wanton Wee Thing
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Robert Burns - O Dear Minny, What Shall I do ?
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Robert Burns - O, Mally's Meek
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Robert Burns - Peck O Maut
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Robert Burns - Raving Winds
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Robert Burns - Robin Shure In Hairst
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Robert Burns - Stay, My Charmer, Can You Leave Me ?
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Robert Burns - The Banks O Doon
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Robert Burns - The Battle Of Sherra-moor
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Robert Burns - The Bonie Lass Of Albanie
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Robert Burns - The Campbells Are Comin
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Robert Burns - The Captain's Lady
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Robert Burns - The Chevalier's Lament
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Robert Burns - The Humors of the Glen
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Robert Burns - The Lass O' Ballochmyle
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Robert Burns - The Ploughman
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Robert Burns - The Ranting Dog
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Robert Burns - The Silver Tassie
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Robert Burns - There Was a Lad
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Robert Burns - Thou Lingering Star
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Robert Burns - To Daunton Me
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Robert Burns - To The Weaver's Gin Ye Go
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Robert Burns - Up In The Morning Early
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Robert Burns - We Are Anchored By The Roadside, Jim
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Robert Burns - We're Geyly Yet
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Robert Burns - Westlin Winds
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Robert Burns - What Will I do Gin My Hoggie Die ?
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Robert Burns - Where, Braving Angry Winter's Storms
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Robert Burns - Whistle Oer The Lave Ot
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Robert Burns - Ye Banks and Braes O'Bonnie Doon
When Wild War's Deadly Blast
Robert Burns
And gentle peace returning,
Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless
And mony a widow mourning.
I left the lines and tented field
Where lang I'd been a lodger
My humble knapsack all my wealth
A poor but honest sodger.
At length I reached the bonnie glen
Where early life I sported;
I pass'd the mill and trysting thorn
Where Nancy oft I courted.
Wha spied I but my ain dear maid
Down by her mother's dwelling,
And turn'd me round to hide the flood
That in my e'e was swelling.
She gazed, she redden'd like a rose
Syne pale as any lily,
She sank within my arms and cried,
"Art thou my ain dear Willie?"
"By Him that made you sun and sky
By whom true love's regarded
I am the man! And thus may still
True lovers be rewarded."
"The wars are owre, an' I've come hame
And find the still true-hearted;
Tho' poor in gear, we're rich in love
And mair we'se ne'er be parted."
Quoth she, "My grand-sire left me gowd
A mailin plenished fairly
Then come, my faithful sodger lad
Thou'rt welcome to it dearly."
