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The evening sun was glintin' bright on Invermay's sweet glen and stream The rocks and woods in rudy licht were kythin like a fairy dream In loving fear I took my gate, to seek the tryst that happy day Wi Bonny Mary, young and blate, amang the birks of Invermay We stray'd beside yon wanderin stream and talked wi herts that overflowed Until the suns last setting beam amang the treetops moved and glowed I pitied all beneath the skies, aye evn kings for all their sway In raptures I beheld her eyes, amang the Birks o Invermay It wasna till the sklent moonshine was glancin deep in Mary's ee That a' in tears she said "I'm thine" and ever will be true to thee Ae kiss, the lover's pledge and then we spak o' a' that lovers say Syne lingered hamewards thru the glen Amang the birks of Invermay
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8th December 1999