Child Ballads - Lyrics

Cromek's Select Scotish Songs, 1810, 11,196, the seventh and tenth stanzas; sent by Burns to William Ty tier in 1790.

1	'Get up, get up now, sister Ann, I fear we've wrought you sorrow; Get up, ye'll find your true love slain, Among the banks of Yarrow.'
2	'I made my love a suit of clothes, I clad him all in tartan, But ere the morning sun arose, He was a' bluid to the gartan.'

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