Bonny Charlie's | noo awa' | Safely o'er | the friendly | main, | Mony a heart | will break | in twa, | Should he | ne'er come | back again. | |
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Will ye no | come back | again? | Will ye no | come back | again? | Better lo'ed | ye canna be. | Will ye no | come back | again? | |
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Ye trusted | in your hieland | men, | They trusted | you dear Charlie! | They kent | your hiding | in the glen, | Death and | exile braving | | |
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English bribes | were a' in | vain | Tho' puir | and puirer | we maun be, | | |
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Siller canna | buy the heart | That aye beats | warm for thine | and thee. | | | |
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We watched | thee in the | gloamin' hour | We watched | thee in the | mornin' grey, | | |
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Though thirty | thousand pounds | they gi'e, | |
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Oh, there | is nane that | would betray! | |
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Sweet's the | laverock's | note and lang, | |
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Liltin' wildly | up the glen | But aye to | me he sings | a sang, | "Will ye no | come back | again?" |
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