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The Shearing's Not For You

It was in the month of May, my bonny lassie o,
It was in the month of May, my bonny lassie o,
It was in the month of May
When the flowers they were gay,
And the lambs did sport and play, my bonny lassie o.

O the shearing's not for you, my bonny lassie o,
O the shearing's not for you, my bonny lassie o,
The shearing's not for you
For your back it winna bow,
And your belly's rolling fu', my bonny lassie o.

Don't you mind on yonder hill, my bonny laddie o,
Don't you mind on yonder hill, my bonny laddie o,
Don't you mind on yonder hill
When you swore you would me kill
If you did not get your will, my bonny laddie o.

Don't you mind the banks of Ayr, my bonny laddie o,
Don't you mind the banks of Ayr, my bonny laddie o,
Don't you mind the banks of Ayr
When you drew me in your snare,
And you left me in despair, my bonny laddie o.

Tis you may kill me dead, my bonny laddie o,
Tis you may kill me dead, my bonny laddie o,
Tis I'll not kill you dead
Nor make your body bleed,
Nor marry you with speed, my bonny lassie o.

The fifes do sweetly play, my bonny lassie o,
The fifes do sweetly play, my bonny lassie o,
The fifes do sweetly play
And the troops do march away,
And it's here I will not stay, my bonny lassie o.

O the shearing's not for you, my bonny lassie o,
O the shearing's not for you, my bonny lassie o,
The shearing's not for you
For your back it winna bow,
And your belly's rolling fu', my bonny lassie o.