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Mary Morrison     Credits: Robert Burns; arranged by the Tannahill Weavers     Appears On: Dancing Feet     Language: Scots-English

Lyrics:

Oh Mary at thy window be
It is the time, the trysted hour
These smiles and glances let me see
What makes the miser's treasure poor
Blythely would I bide the stour
A weary slave frae sun tae sun
Could I the rich reward secure
The lovely Mary Morrison

Yestreen when tae the tremblin' string
The dance gaed through the painted ha'
To thee my fancy took its wing
I sat, but neither heard nor saw
Tho' this was fair and that was braw
And yon the toast o' a' the toon
I sighed and said amang them a'
Ye arenae Mary Morrison

Oh Mary, wouldst thou wreck his peace
Who for thy sake would gladly die?
Or wouldst thou break that heart o' his
Wha's only faut was lovin' thee?
If love for love thou wiltnae gie
At least be pity to me shown
A thocht ungentle cannae be
The thocht o' Mary Morrison

Mary at thy window be
It is the time, the trysted hour
These smiles and glances let me see
What makes the miser's treasure poor
Blythely would I bide the stour
A weary slave frae sun tae sun
Could I the rich reward secure
The lovely Mary Morrison