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When I Look tae Yon High Hills I'm a poor rovin' lassie and my fortune's been bad Since I feel in love wi' a brisk sailor lad I was courted sae early by night and by day But the lad I lo'e dearly lies a distance away When I look tae yon high hills my laddie's no there When I look tae yon high hills, it mak's my heart sair When I look tae yon high hills a tear blinds ma e'e For the lad I lo'e dearly lies a distance fae me For it's friends and relations have all joined in one To part me and my sailor they've done all they can To part me and my sailor they've done all they know But the lad I lo'e dearly, he loves me more so There's a bunch o' blue ribbons to my love I'll prepare And through the long summer I'll gi'e him tae wear And when he come back I will crown him wi' joy And I'll kiss the sweet lips o' my ain sailor boy sung by Jean Redpath tune from Scottish Folksinger SOF
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