Текст (слова) песни: Burns Robert - Ill Mak You Be Fain To Follow Me
I`ll Mak You be Fain to Follow Me (Robert Burns) As late by a sodger I chanced to pass, I heard him a courtin a bony young lass; My hinny, my life, my dearest, quo he, I`ll mak you be fain to follow me. Gin I should follow you, a poor sodger lad, Ilk ane o my cummers wad think I was mad; For battles I never shall lang to see, I`ll never be fain to follow thee. To follow me, I think ye may be glad, A part o my supper, a part o my bed, A part o my bed, wherever it be, I`ll mak you be fain to follow me. Come try my knapsack on your back, Alang the king`s high-gate we`ll pack; Between Saint Johnston and bony Dundee, I`ll mak you be fain to follow me. tune: I`ll mak you be fain to follow me (304) filename[ FOLLOWME play.exe FOLLOWME ARB ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
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