The Lea-Rig lyrics

Artist	Andy M. Stewart
Album(s)	Songs Of Robert Burns

Lyrics

When o'er the hill the eastern star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo
And owsen frae the furrow'd field
Return sae dowf and weary o;
Down by the burn, where birken buds
Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig
My ain kind dearie o

At midnight hour, in mirkest glen
I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, o
If thro' that glen I gaed to thee
My ain kind dearie o;
Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild
And I were ne'er sae weary o
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig
My ain kind dearie o

The hunter lo'es the morning sun;
To rouse the mountain deer, my jo;
At noon the fisher seeks the glen
Adown the burn to steer, my jo:
Gie me the hour o' gloamin' grey
It maks my heart sae cheery o
To meet thee on the lea-rig
My ain kind dearie o

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