Hey the Dusty Miller (Poem by Robert Burns)

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Hey the Dusty Miller (1)
By Robert Burns


Hey, the dusty miller,
    And his dusty coat;
He will win a shilling,
    Or he spend a groat.
        Dusty was the coat,
            Dusty was the colour,
        Dusty was the kiss
            That I got frae the miller.


Hey the Dusty Miller (2)


Hey, the dusty miller,
    And his dusty sack;
Leeze me on the calling
    Fills the dusty peck.
        Fills the dusty peck,
            Brings the dusty siller;
        I wad gie my coatie
            For the dusty miller.

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