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ng—will ye go to the dies, y ary?

tune—“will ye go to the ewe-bughts, arion”

will ye go to the dies, y ary,

and leave auld stia&039;s shore?

will ye go to the dies, y ary,

across th&039; atntic roar?

o sweet grows the li and the oran,

and the apple on the pe;

but a&039; the chars o&039; the dies

can never eal the

i hae sworn by the heavens to y ary,

i hae sworn by the heavens to be true;

and sae ay the heavens fet ,

when i fet y vow!

o plight your faith, y ary,

and plight your lily-white hand;

o plight your faith, y ary,

before i leave stia&039;s strand

we hae plighted our troth, y ary,

utual affection to jo;

and curst be the cae that shall part !

the hour and the ont o&039; ti!