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Tune — What will I do gin my Hoggie die? 



\ X 7" HAT will I do gin my Hoggie die? 



* * My joy, my pride, my Hoggie ! 

 My only beast, I had na mae, 

 And vow but I was vogie ! 



The lee-lang night we watch'd the fauld, 



Me and my faithfu' doggie ; 

 We heard naught but the roaring linn, 



Among the braes sae scroggie ; 



But the howlet cry'd frae the castle wa', 



The blitter frae the boggie, 

 The tod reply'd upon the hill, 



I trembled for my Hoggie. 



When day did daw, and cocks did craw, 



The morning it was foggie ; 

 An' unco tyke lap o'er the dyke, 



And maist has kill'd my Hoggie. 



Robert Burns. 



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