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At Fyvie's gate there grows a flower
It grows both broad and bonnie
At days the end amidst of it
Its name is Andrew Lammie

O give that flower within my breast
For the love I burn in body
So bright and merry I would be
And kiss my Andrew Lammie

Love I must go to Edinburgh
Love I must go and leave thee
She sighed full sore and saddened though
But augie lie though with thee

I'll buy my love a wedding gown
My lover bright and bonnie
But I'll be gone I aint looking back
How I love thee Andrew Lammie

Both times away so often whines away
I love to cake my body
And love could turn up my idle foot
And he took his asha off me

Her brother beat her wondrous sore
To the strokes they were not canny
An he broke her back in yon half door
For the vain An family

O mother go and make my bed
And lay my hat to Fyvie
For its that and lie and I will die
For the vain Andrew Lammie

Since he's come back from Edinburgh
To the bonnie house of Fyvie
He's turned his face to rim of peace
To work the turf his Annie

Oh East and West where'er I go
My love she always with me
Oh East and West where'er I go
My love she dwells in Fyvie

Oh its many is the time
I have walked behind
And never was I weary
But now is the time I must walk alone
For I will not see my deary
At Fyvie's gate there grows a flower   It grows both broad and bonnie   At days the end amidst of it   Its name is Andrew Lammie      O give that flower within my breast   For the love I burn in body   So bright and merry I would be   And kiss my Andrew Lammie      Love I must go to Edinburgh   Love I must go and leave thee   She sighed full sore and saddened though   But augie lie though with thee      I'll buy my love a wedding gown   My lover bright and bonnie   But I'll be gone I aint looking back   How I love thee Andrew Lammie      Both times away so often whines away   I love to cake my body   And love could turn up my idle foot   And he took his asha off me      Her brother beat her wondrous sore   To the strokes they were not canny   An he broke her back in yon half door   For the vain An family      O mother go and make my bed   And lay my hat to Fyvie   For its that and lie and I will die   For the vain Andrew Lammie      Since he's come back from Edinburgh   To the bonnie house of Fyvie   He's turned his face to rim of peace   To work the turf his Annie      Oh East and West where'er I go   My love she always with me   Oh East and West where'er I go   My love she dwells in Fyvie      Oh its many is the time   I have walked behind   And never was I weary   But now is the time I must walk alone   For I will not see my deary