Lyrics
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As I went down the market place
What do you think I seen?
But a fine young piper lassie
A linking over the green
She played a reel and she played a jig
She played the "Sweets of May"
And she tossed my hair till the roots stood still
To the tapping of my toes
Hey laddie, ho laddie
Dira ma doo a day
