1: O the lass that I loed best of all was handsome young and fair,
Wi her I spent some merry nights upon the banks o Ayr;
Wi her I spent some merry nights by yon wee burnie rows,
Whaur the echo mocks the corncrakes amang the whinny knowes.
2: O we loed each other dearly and disputes we seldom had,
As constant as the pendulum her heart beats always glad;
We sought for joy and found it by yon wee burnie rows,
Whaur the echo mocks the corncrakes amang the whinny knowes.
3: Ah ye maidens fair and pleasure dames drive tae the banks o Doune,
An ye'll dearly pay for every scent tae the barber for perfume;
But rural joy is free tae aa whaur scented clover grows,
Whaur the echo mocks the corncrakes amang the whinny knowes.
4: O the lass that I loed best of all was handsome young and fair,
Wi her I spent some merry nights upon the banks o Ayr;
Wi her I spent some merry nights by yon wee burnie rows,
Whaur the echo mocks the corncrakes amang the whinny knowes.
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