ey, and the rue grows bonie wi&039; thy;
“o help, aister, help, or she&039;ll ru a&039;!”
and the thy it is wither&039;d, and rue is pri
the devil he swore by the ed o&039; his knife,
hey, and the rue grows bonie wi&039; thy;
he pitied the an that was tied to a wife,
and the thy it is wither&039;d, and rue is pri
the devil he swore by the kirk and the bell,
hey, and the rue grows bonie wi&039; thy;
he was not wedlock, thank heav&039;n, but hell,
and the thy it is wither&039;d, and rue is pri
then satan has travell&039;d aga wi&039; his pack,
hey, and the rue grows bonie wi&039; thy;
and to her auld hband he&039;s carried her back,
and the thy it is wither&039;d, and rue is pri
i hae been a devil the feck o&039; y life,
hey, and the rue grows bonie wi&039; thy;
“but ne&039;er was hell till i t wi&039; a wife,”
and the thy it is wither&039;d, and rue is pri
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