Green Sleeves Lyrics

Robert Burns Green Sleeves

Green Sleeves
                         (Robert Burns)
Green sleeves and tartan ties
Mark my true love where she lies;
I'll be at her or she rise,
   My fiddle and I thegither,-
Be it by the chrystal burn,
Be it by the mill-white thorn,
I shall rouse her in the morn,
   My fiddle and I thegither.-
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