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Braw, braw lads o' Galla Water,
Bonnie lads o' Galla Water
I'll kilt my coats abune my knee,
And follow my love through the water,
Braw, braw lads.

There is yin, a secret yin
Abune them a' I love him better,
And I'll be his and he'll be mine
The bonny lad o' Galla Water,
Braw, braw lad.

Lothian lads are black as deils
And Selkirk lads are no' much better,
I'll kilt my coats abune my knee
And follow the lad o' Galla Water,
Braw, braw lad.

Corn rigs are fine and bonnie,
A block o' sheep is muckle better,
The wind will shake a field of oats
While lambs are frisklin' in Galla Water,
Braw, braw lads.

Adieu, soor plooms o' Galashiels,
Tae you, my faither, here's a letter,
It's I'm awa' wi' the black-haired lad,
To bide wi' him in Galla Water,
Braw, braw lads.

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