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My Harry Was A Gallant Gay.

By Robert Burns

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Tune - "Highland's Lament." I.         My Harry was a gallant gay,             Fu' stately strode he on the plain:         But now he's banish'd far away,             I'll never see him back again,                     O for him back again!                         O for him back again!                     I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land                         For Highland Harry back again. II.         When a' the lave gae to their bed,             I wander dowie up the glen;         I set me down and greet my fill,             And ay I wish him back again. III.         O were some villains hangit high.             And ilka body had their ain!         Then I might see the joyfu' sight,             My Highland Harry back again.                     O for him back again!                         O for him back again!                     I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land                         For Highland Harry back again.

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About Robert Burns

Robert Burns (1759–1796) was Scotland's national poet, celebrated worldwide on Burns Night. He wrote in Scots and English, producing poems like "Auld Lang Syne," "A Red, Red Rose," and "To a Mouse," championing democratic values and the dignity of common people.

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