THE BONNIE BELLE.
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There's nae nook in all the land

 By mountain, moss, or fell, There's naething half So canty grand As blythe Dunbarton's dell. And would you spear the reason why? The truth I'll fairly tell, A winsome lassie lives hard by,

 Dumbarton's Bonnie Belle. Up by yon glen Loch Lomond laves, And bold Macgegors' dwell, Where bogles dance OCT heroes graves, There lives Dumbarton's Belle. She's blest with every charm in life, And this I know full we'll I'll ne'er be happy till my wife

 Is blythe Dumbarton's Belle.