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THE SONGS OF BURNS.
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HEY FOR A LASS WI' A TOCHER.

TUNE—'BALINAMONA ORA.'

Awa wi' your witchcraft o' beauty's alarms,The slender bit beauty you grasp in your arms:O, gie me the lass that has acres o' charms,O, gie me the lass wi' the weel-stockit farms.
CHORUS.Then hey, for a lass wi' a tocher, then hey, for a lass wi' a tocher,Then hey, for a lass wi' a tocher; the nice yellow guineas for me.
Your beauty's a flower in the morning that blows,And withers the faster, the faster it grows;But the rapturous charm o' the bonie green knowes,Ilk spring they're new deckit wi' bonie white yowes.Then hey, etc.
And e'en when this beauty your bosom has blest,The brightest o' beauty may cloy, when possest;But the sweet yellow darlings wi' Geordie imprest,The langer ye hae them—the mair they're carest.Then hey, etc.

ALTHO' THOU MAUN NEVER BE MINE.

TUNE―'HERE'S A HEALTH TO THEM THAT'S AWA, HINEY.'

CHORUS.Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear,Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear;Thou art as sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet,And soft as their parting tear—Jessy!
Altho' thou maun never be mine,Altho' even hope is denied;'Tis sweeter for thee despairing,Than aught in the world beside—Jessy!Here's a health, &c.
I mourn thro' the gay, gaudy day,As, hopeless, I muse on thy charms:But welcome the dream o' sweet slumber,For then I am lockt in thy arms—Jessy!Here's a health, &c.
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