To the weaver"S gin ye go
(Robert Burns)
My heart was ance as blythe and free
As simmer days were lang;
But a bonie, westlin weaver lad
Has gart me change my sang.
Chorus
To the weaver's gin ye go, fair maids,
To the weaver's gin ye go,
I rede yo
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