Farmerboab

By Farmerboab

Burns Night.

Ca' the yowes to the knowes,
Ca' them whare the heather grows,
Ca' them whare the burnie rowes,
My bonie Dearie.

Better try and make a start on this speech then. This was my Grandpa's book , signed   20th Jan.1913.

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