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SCARBOROUGH SETTLER'S
Away wi' muddy creeks
And fields of pine
Your land of is a goodly land,
But oh, it is not
The hill, the grassy date.
The daisy spangled lea, the burn and craggy linn, auld
Scotland's give me.
Oh, I would like to again the lark on Tinny's hill
And see the wee bit gowany that blooms the rill.
banished Swill who view afar his Alps with longing e'e.
I gaze upon the morning star that on my country.
No I'll win by Eskdale glen or Pentland's craggy comb.
The days can ne'er come again of thirty years that's gone,
But fancy oft at midnight will steal across the sea.
And yestereve, in a dream, I saw the old country.
well-known scene that met my view brought childhood's joys
to mind.
The blackbird sang on linn the song he sang, 'lang syne.'
But like a time flies away, again, the morning came.
And I awoke in Canada, thousand miles frae hame.

Whether the Scarborough referred to is the one in the
Isles or the near Toronto (known locally as Scarberia)
we know.
unknown.
Recorded by Stan in 1982 on For the Family, Folk
Tradition, R002.
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