o let thes ae night
o ssie, are ye sleep yet,
or are ye wauk, i wad wit?
for love has bound hand an&039; fit,
and i would fa be , jo
chor—o let this ae night,
this ae, ae, ae night;
o let this ae night,
i&039;ll no e back aga, jo!
o hear&039;st thou not the d an&039; weet?
nae star blks thro&039; the drivg sleet;
tak pity on y weary feet,
and shield frae the ra, jo
o let , c
the bitter bst that round bws,
unheeded howls, unheeded fa&039;s;
the cauldness o&039; thy heart&039;s the cae
of a&039; y care and pe, jo
o let , c
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