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Hurray, hurray, the jade's away
Like a rocket of air with her bandalet
I'm up in the air on my bonnie grey mare
But I see her yet, I see her yet.
I'll ring the skirts o' the gowden wain
Wi' curb an' bit, wi' curb an' bit
An' catch the Bear by the frozen mane
An' I see her yet, I see her yet.

Away, away, o'er mountain an' main
To sing at the morning's rosy yet
An' water my mare at its fountain clear
But I see her yet, I see her yet.
Away, thou bonnie witch o' Fife
On foam of the air to heave an' flit
An' little reck thou of a poet's life
For he sees thee yet, he sees thee yet.

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