Robert Burns

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Coming Through The Rye

Coming thro’ the rye, poor body, Coming thro’ the rye, She draiglet a’ her petticoatie Coming thro’ the rye. O, Jenny’s a’ wat, poor body; Jenny’s seldom dry; She draiglet a’ her petticoatie Coming thro’ the rye. Gin a body meet a body Coming thro’ the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry? Gin a body meet a body Coming thro’ the glen, Gin a body kiss a body— Need the warld ken?

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