O whare are ye gaeing, bonny Miss Gordon? O whare are ye gaeing, sae bonny and braw? Ye've married wi' Johnny Byron, To squander the lands of Gight awa'. This youth is a rake, frae England is come, The Scots dinna ken his extraction ava; He keeps up his misses, his landlords he duns, That's fast drawn the lands o' Gight awa'. O whare are ye gaeing,&c. The shooting o' guns, and rattling o' drums, The bugle in woods, the pipes in the ha'; The beagles a howling, the hounds a growling, These soundings will soon gar Gight gan awa'. O whare are ye gaeing, &c.
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