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â’¼ CONTAINS SOME SCENES OF A SEXUAL NATURE

Saw ye my Maggie?
Saw ye my Maggie?
Saw ye my Maggie?
Comin oer the lea?

What mark has your Maggie,
What mark has your Maggie,
What mark has your Maggie,
That ane may ken her be?

My Maggie has a mark,
You'll find it in the dark,
It's in below her sark,
A little aboon her knee.

What wealth has your Maggie,
What wealth has your Maggie,
What wealth has your Maggie,
In tocher, gear, or fee?

My Maggie has a treasure,
A hidden mine o' pleasure,
I'll howk it at my leisure,
It's alane for me.

How loe ye your Maggy,
How loe ye your Maggy,
How loe ye your Maggy,
And loe nane but she?

Ein that tell our wishes,
Eager glowing kisses,
Then diviner blisses,
In holy ecstacy!

How meet ye your Maggie,
How meet ye your Maggie,
How meet ye your Maggie,
When nane's to hear or see?

Heavenly joys before me,
Rapture trembling o'er me,
Maggie I adore thee,
On my bended knee!!!