The Lass With The Delicate Air
Timid and smiling, beautiful and shy,
She drops her head at every passer bye
Afraid of praise she hurries down the
And turns away from every smile she meets
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Timid and smiling, beautiful and shy,
She drops her head at every passer bye
Afraid of praise she hurries down the
And turns away from every smile she meets
O' a' the toons that I've been in,
I dearly love Dundee,
It's there the bonnie lassie lives,
The lass I love to see