A Bonnie Wee Lassie

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A bonnie wee lassie whose name it was Nell
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Lived in a house where her Grandmother dwelled.
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The house it was small, and the windows no less.
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Having four panes, one needed a glass.
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That nice little window, that cute little window
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That sweet little window where grandmother dwelled.


[Verse 2]
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“Oh Johnnie, oh Johnnie I think it amiss
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Before going away just to give me one kiss
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“That I will Nellie”, he answered her true
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To her surprise he poked his head through
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That hole in the window, that nice little window
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That cute little window where grandmother dwelled.


[Verse 3]
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He gave her three ,kisses and great was the smack
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To her surprise he couldn’t get his head back
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From that hole in the window, that nice little window
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That cute little window where grandmother dwelled.


[Verse 4]
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He ripped and he tore, and he cursed, and he swore
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Grandma heard the racket, jumped out on the floor
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She grabbed for the poker and a lick she gave one
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Another like that would have broke his backbone
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With his head in the window, that nice little window
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That cute little window where grandmother dwelled.


[Verse 5]
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She lifted the ladle from out of the pot
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No batter ere took the beating he got
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He ran down the road with might and with main
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While around his shoulder, the sash and the frame
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Of that cute little window, that sweet little window
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That nice little window where grandmother dwelled.