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HAUD AWA' FRAE ME, DONALD.

Haud awa, bide awa,
Haud awa frae me, Donald;
What care I for a' your wealth,
An' a that ye can gi'e, Donald?
​I wadna lea my lowland lad
For a' your goud an' gear, Donald;
Sae tak' your plaid, and o'er the hill,
An' stay nae langer here, Donald.
Hand awa, hide awa, &c.

My Jamie is a gallant youth,
I lo'e but him alane, Donald;
And in bonnie Scotland's isle,
Like him there is nane, Donald.
Hand awa, hide awa,
Haud awa frae me, Donald;
What care I for a your wealth,
An' a' that ye can gi'e Donald?

He wears nae plaid, nor tartan hose,
Nor garters at his knee, Donald;
But oh! he wears a faithfu' heart,
And love blinks in his e'e, Donald.
Sae haud awa, bide awa,
Come nae mair at e'en, Donald;
I wadna break my Jamie's heart,
To be a Highland queen, Donald.

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