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ploughan&039;s life, the

as i was a-wand&039;rg ae orng sprg,

i heard a young ploughan sae sweetly to sg;

and as he was sg&039;, thir words he did say,—

there&039;s nae life like the ploughan&039;s the onth o&039; sweet ay

the v&039;rock the orng she&039;ll rise frae her nest,

and ount i&039; the air wi&039; the dew on her breast,

and wi&039; the rry ploughan she&039;ll whistle and sg,

and at night she&039;ll return to her nest back aga