| Oh the highland lands are come to town
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| And landed in head waters
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| The colonel fell for a pretty little girl
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| The farmer’s only daughter
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| The general bet five thousand pounds
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| The colonel wouldn’t dress up in a beggars gowns
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| Would she travel the world around and round
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| Would she go with the rambling siuler
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| Oh the colonel started out next day
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| Dressed in beggars clothing
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| It wasn’t long til he found his way
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| To the farmer’s lowly dwelling
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| «Oh farmer shelter me for the night
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| I’ll sleep in your barn until daylight
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| Take pity on a beggar’s awful plight
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| God help a rambling siuler.»
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| The farmer said, «The night is wet
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| You can come to the kitchen fire.»
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| The colonel says to the serving maid
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| «It's you I do admire
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| Would you leave them all and come with me
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| Leave them all my stor mo chroi»
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| «What a lusty beggar you must be
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| Away with the rambling siuler!»
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| The farmer and his servants all
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| They fell into loud laughter
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| When who came tripping down the stairs
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| But the farmer’s only daughter
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| She’d two bright eyes like the morning skies
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| Soon as the beggar he did her spy
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| She fairly caught his roving eye
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| «She'll be mine, «says the rambling siuler
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| And the farmer and his servants all
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| They went out to the byre
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| He put his arm around her waist
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| As they sat by the kitchen fire
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| He put his hand upon her knee
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| Unto her gave kisses three
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| Says she, «How dare you make so free
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| And it’s you but a rambling siuler.»
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| When supper it was over
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| They made his bed in the barn
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| Between two sacks and a winnow cloth
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| For fear that he take harm
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| At twelve o’clock that very night
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| She came to the barn
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| She was dressed in white
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| The beggar rose in great delight
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| «She's mine, «says the rambling siuler
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| And he threw off his beggar’s clothes
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| He threw them against the wall
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| He stood the bravest gentleman
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| That was among them all
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| Will you look at my locks of golden hair
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| Under this sooty old hat I wear
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| «I'm a colonel bold I do declare, and none but a
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| Rambling siuler.»
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| «And I wouldn’t for one hundred pounds
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| That you and I be found here
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| Would you travel around the whole night long
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| And go with the rambling siuler, «So it’s off to the general’s house they’ve gone
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| Great is the wager he has won
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| And away to the sound of the fife and the drum
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| She’s away with the rambling siuler |