One Night As I Did Wander by Robert Burns

Tune–“John Anderson, my jo.”

One night as I did wander,
When corn begins to shoot,
I sat me down to ponder
Upon an auld tree root;
Auld Ayr ran by before me,
And bicker’d to the seas;
A cushat crooded o’er me,
That echoed through the braes
. . . . . . .

1785

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