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Annie McKelvie [C]Artist

A Dumbarton's the place I met DAnnie McAKelvie
She was E7walking alone by the Ashore
And we talked for a while till as D evening was Afalling
I E7walked her back home to her Adoor

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Do you E7fancy a night at the Adancing wi' me
The Bband in the town hall's the E7finest you'll see
If Dthere's no' another place Ayou'd rather F#mbe
Then E7come to the dance with me, AAnnie

She said, AGive me a while to think Do'er your Aproposal
My E7mother would have to Aconsent
So we parted that night with a Dkiss at her Adoorstep
E7Back home through Bowling I A went

At Alast she agreed she would Dcome to the Adancing
And E7travel to Clydebank by Atrain
On that cold station platform I Dwaited for Ahours
I E7never saw Annie Aagain

AOft times I walk by the Dbanks of the ALeven
And E7follow its flow to the AClyde
And I think of that day spent wi' DAnnie McAKelvie
The E7lassie that wounded my Apride

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