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Coming thro' the rye



Coming thro' the rye, poor body, Coming thro' the rye, She draiglet a' her petticoatie,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 30 September 2006
Author: Robert Burns
Rating: 3.0/5 (6 votes cast)
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Coming thro' 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?


-Robert Burns -

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