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Coming Through The Rye

Coming thro’ the rye, poor body,

Coming thro’ the rye,

She draiglet a’ her petticoatie

Coming thro’ the rye.

 

O, Jenny’s a’ wat, poor body;

Jenny’s seldom dry;

She draiglet a’ her petticoatie

Coming thro’ the rye.

 

Gin a body meet a body

Coming thro’ the rye,

Gin a body kiss a body—

Need a body cry?

 

Gin a body meet a body

Coming thro’ the glen,

Gin a body kiss a body—

Need the warld ken?

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Robert Burns
1759-1796 / Male / Scottish
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