I Love My Jean Of a the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly - TopicsExpress



          

I Love My Jean Of a the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the West; For there the bony Lassie lives, The Lassie I loe best: Theres wild-woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between; But day and night my fancys flight Is ever wi my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair; I hear her in the tunefu birds, I hear her charm the air: Theres not a bony flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green; Theres not a bony bird that sings But minds me o my Jean.
Posted on: Wed, 21 Jan 2015 21:38:42 +0000

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