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THE OUTLAW.
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Sat at hame wi' the woman I looed, and wi' bairnies at my knee:But death is bauld, and age is cauld, and luve's no for me.
For when first I stirred in your side, mither, ye ken full wellHow you lay all night up among the deer out on the open fell;And so it was that I won the heart to wander far and near,Caring neither for land nor lassie, but the bonnie dun deer.
Yet I am not a losel and idle, mither, nor a thief that steals;I do but hunt God's cattle, upon God's ain hills;For no man buys and sells the deer, and the bonnie fells are freeTo a belted knight with hawk on hand, and a gangrel loon like me.
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