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Whare are you gaun, my bonie lass, / Whare are you gaun, my hinnie? / She answered me right saucilie, / "An errand for my minnie."
O whare live ye, my bonie lass, / O whare live ye, my hinnie? / "By yon burnside, gin ye maun ken, / In a wee house wi' my minnie."
But I foor up the glen at e'en. / To see my bonie lassie; / And lang before the grey morn cam, / She was na hauf sae saucie.
O weary fa' the waukrife cock, / And the foumart lay his crawin! / He wauken'd the auld wife frae her sleep, / A wee blink or the dawin.
An angry wife I wat she raise, / And o'er the bed she brocht her; / And wi' a meikle hazel rung / She made her a weel-pay'd dochter.
O fare thee weel, my bonie lass, / O fare thee well, my hinnie! / Thou art a gay an' a bonnie lass, / But thou has a waukrife minnie.