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Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh
On the hillside dreary?
When I see the plover rising
Or the curlew wheeling,
Then I trow my mortal lover,
Back to me is stealing.
Why should I sit and sigh,
Puin' bracken, Puin' bracken
Why should I sit and sigh,
All alone and weary?
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