Текст (слова) песни: Burns Robert - Whistle Oer The Lave Ot
Whistle O`er the Lave O`t (Robert Burns) First when Maggie was my care, Heav`n, I thought, was in her air; Now we`re married, speir nae mair, But - whistle o`er the lave o`t! Meg was meek, and Meg was mild, Sweet and harmless as a child: Wiser men than me`s beguil`d- Whistle o`er the lave o`t! How we live, my Meg and me, How we love, and how we gree, I care na by how few may see- Whistle o`er the lave o`t! Wha I wish were maggot`s meat, Dish`d up in her winding-sheet, I could write (but Meg may see`t) Whistle o`er the lave o`t! tune: Whistle o`er the lave o`t (235) filename[WHSTLAVE play.exe WHISTLAVE ARB ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
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