Hie upone Highlands, and lay upon tay. Bonnie George Campbell rode out on a day. He saddled, and bridled, so gallant rode he. And hame cam his guid horse, but never cam he. Out cam his mother dear, greeting fu sair. Out cam his bonnie bryde, riving her hair. "The meadow lies green, and the corn is unshorn. The barn, it is empty, the baby unborn!" Saddled and bridled and booted rode he, A plume in his helmet, a sword at his knee. But toom cam his saddle all bloody to see. Oh, hame cam his guid horse, but never cam he.
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