GIN a body meet a body Comin' through the rye, Gina body kiss a body, Need a body cry? Every lassie has her laddie, -- Ne'er a ane hae I; Yet a' the lads they smile at me When comin' through the rye. Amang the train there is a swain I dearly lo'e mysel'; But whaur his hame, or what his name, I dinna care to tell. Gin a body meet a body Comin' frae the town, Gin a body greet a body, Need a body frown? Every lassie has her laddie, -- Ne'er a ane hae I; Yet a' the lads they smile at me When comin' through the rye. Amang the train there is a swain I dearly lo'e mysel'; But whaur his hame, or what his name, I dinna care to tell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESTIC SONG by DAVID IGNATOW STREET-CRIES: 7. A SONG OF LOVE by SIDNEY LANIER |