Over Hillways up and down
myrtle green and bracken brown
Past the sheiling through the town
all for the sake of Mairi
Brighter cheeks as rowans are
brighter eye as any star
The fairest of them all
by far is our darling Mairi
Plenty herring plenty meal
plenty peat to fill her creel
Plenty bonny bairns as weel
thatĀ's the toast for Mairi
Brothers left and Brothers right
havin' a big crack tonight
Scotsmen on their native bikes
thatĀ's the ride for Mairi
Step we gaily on we go
heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row in row
all for MairiĀ's Wedding
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