's bonie, o:
the op'ning gowan, wat wi' dew,
nae purer is than nanie, o.
a try d is my degree,
an' few there be that ken me, o;
but what care i how few they be,
i'm wele aye to nanie, o.
my riches a's my penny-fee,
an' i maun guide it ie, o;
but warl's gear ne'er troubles me,
my thoughts are a' my nanie, o.
our auld guidman delights to view
his sheep an' kye thrive bonie, o;
but i'm as blythe that hands his pleugh,
an' has nae care but nanie, o.
e weel, e woe, i care na by;
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