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Blythe Was She                         (Robert Burns)By Oughtertyre grows the aik,   On Yarrow banks the birken shaw;But Phemie was a bonier lass  Than braes o Yarrow ever saw.ch.  Blythe, blythe and merry was she,        Blythe was she butt and ben,     Blythe by the banks of Ern,        And blythe in Glenturit glen!Her looks were like a flow`r in May,  Her smile was like a simmer morn:Shc tripped by the banks o Ern,   As light`s a bird upon a thorn.Her bonie face it was as meek  As onie lamb upon a lea.The evening sun was ne`er sae sweet  As was the blink o Phemie`s e`e.The Highland hills I`ve wander`d wide,  As o,er the lawlands I hae been,But phemie was the blythest lass  That ever trod the dewy green.tune:Andrew an` his Cutty Gun (179)filename[ BLYHWSHEplay.exe BLYHWSHEARB===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===