Ife cuddle her close, and gave her a Kiss,
Pray tell me now where is the Harm of this,
Then open the Gates and let me go free,
For Ife gang no more to bonny Dundee.

All Scotland never afforded a Lafs,

So bonny and blith as Fenny my Dear,
Ife gave her a Gown fo green on the Grass,
But now Ife no longer must tarry here,
Then faddle my Nag that's bonny and gay,
For now it is time to gang hence away,

Then open the Gates, and let me go free,
She's ken me no more to bonny Dundee.

In Liberty ftill I reckon to range,

For why I have done no honest Man Wrong,
The Parfon may take his Daughter again,

For fhe'll be a Mammy before it is long,
And have a young Lad or a Lass of my Breed,
Ife think I have done a generous Deed :
Then open the Gates and let me go free,
For Ife gang no more to bonny Dundee.

Since Fenny the fair was willing and kind,
And came to my Arms with ready good Will,
A Token of Love Ife leave her behind,

That I have requited her Kindness still,
Tho' Fenny the fair I often have mow'd,
Another may reap the Harvest I sow'd,

Then open the Gates and let me go free,
She's ken me no more in bonny Dundee.

Her Daddy would have me to make her my Bride,
But Have and to Hold I ne'er could endure,

From bonny Dundee this Day I will ride,

It being a Place not fafe and fecure;
Then Fenny farewell my Joy and my dear,
With Sword in my Hand the Paffage Ife clear,
Then open the Gates and let me go free,
For Ife gang no more to bonny Dundee.

My

My Father he is a muckle good Laird,
My Mother a Lady bonny and gay,
Then while I have Strength to handle a Sweard,
The Parfon's Request Ife never obey,
Then Sawny my Man be thou of my Mind,
In bonny Dundee wefe ne'er be confin'd,
The Gates we will force to fet ourselves free,
And never come more to bonny Dundee.

Then Sawny reply'd, Ife never refuse
To fight for a Laird fo valiant and bold,
While I have a Drop of Blood for to lose,

E'er any fickle Loon fhall keep us in hold,
This Sweard in my Hand I'll valiantly wield,
To fight by your fide,to kill or be kill'd;

To force open the Gates and fet ourselves free,
And fo bid Adieu to bonny Dundee.

With Sweards ready drawn they rid to the Gate,
Where being deny'd a free Paffage through,
The Master and Man they fought at that rate,
That some ran away, and others they flew ;
Thus Focky the Laird, and Sawny the Man,
They valiantly fought, as Highlanders can,
In fpite of the Looans they fet themselves free,
And fo bid Adieu to bonny Dundee.

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