Paroles de The Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie

There once was troop of Irish dragoons Come mairchin' doon through Fyvie O The captain's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie quine Her name that she had was pretty Peggy O "Ah come runnin' doon the stairs, pretty Peggy, my dear Come runnin' doon the stairs, pretty Peggy O Come runnin' doon the stairs an' tie back yer yellow hair Tak' a last fareweel tae yer daddie O For it's I'll buy ye ribbons an' I'll buy ye rings I'll buy ye necklaces o' lammer O I'll buy ye silken goon for tae clead ye up an' doon If ye'd just come doon intae ma chamber O" "Well, I'll hae nane o' yer ribbons, I'll hae nane o' yer rings An' nane o' yer necklaces o' lammer O An' as for silken goon, I will never put it on An' I never will enter yer chamber O" There's mony a bonnie lass in the howe o' Auchterless An' mony a bonnie lassie in the gearie O There's mony a bonnie Jean in the toon o' Aberdeen But the flo'er o' them a' bides in Fyvie O Well, the colonel, he cries, "Mount, boys, mount, boys, mount" And the captain, he cries, "Tarry O Tarry for a while, just anither day or twa For tae see if the bonnie lass will marry O" "I'll drink nae mair o' yer guid claret wine I'll drink nae mair o' yer glasses O For the morn is the day that I maun ride away Wi' adieu tae ye, Fyvie lassies O" An' it's syne e'er we got tae Old Meldrum toon Oor captain we had for tae carry O An' syne e'er we got intae bonnie Aberdeen Oor captain we had for tae bury O It's green grow the birks on Bonnie Ythan side And low lie the Lowlands o' Fyvie O Oor captain's name was Ned, an' he's died for a maid He's died for the sodger lass o' Fyvie O There once was troop of Irish dragoons Come mairchin' doon through Fyvie O The captain's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie quine Her name that she had was pretty Peggy O