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T: The Caledonian Musical Repository
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, published by Oliver & Co.
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
F:http://john-chambers.us/~jc/music/book/CaledonianMusicalRepository_1806.abc 2025-06-18 093619 UT
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%% THE
%% Caledonian
%% Musical Repository;
%% a Selection of esteemed
%% SCOTTISH SONGS,
%% adapted for the Voice, Violin,
%% & German Flute.
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%% EDINBURGH
%% Published by Oliver & Co.
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%% The songs here are in alphabetical order by (primary) title.
%% Songs to the same air are grouped under the first title, as in the original book.
%% The notes (N: lines) give the original page numbers.
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T: ANE AND TWENTY, TAM
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.182-183
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: G
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g | (dB) G (Bc) d | e2 A A2 g |
w: And O* for ane* and twen-ty, Tam, And
(dB) G (AB) ^d | e2 E E2 g | (dB) G
w: hey* sweet ane* and twen-ty, Tam! I'll learn* my
(Bc) d | (ed) c (BA) G | (cB) A B2 ^d |
w: kin* a rat-*tlin' sang,* If I* saw ane and
e2 E E2 ][ f | (ga) g (gf) e |
w: twen-ty, Tam. They snool* me sair,* and
(ab) a (ag) f | (gf) g (ag) a |
w: haud* me down,* And gar* me look* like
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b2 e e2 f | (ga) g (gf) e |
w: blun-tie, Tam; But three* short years* will
(ab) a (ag) f | (gf) e B2 ^d |
w: soon* wheel round,* And then* comes ane and
e2 E E2 "^Da Capo"|]
w: twen-ty, Tam.
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W:2.A gleib o' land, a claut o' gear,
W: Was left me by my auntie, Tam;
W: At kith or kin I needna spier,
W: Gin I saw ane and twenty, Tam.
W: And O, &c.
W:
W:3.They'll hae me wed a wealthy coof,
W: Though I mysel hae plenty, Tam;
W: But hear'st thou, laddie, there's my loof,
W: I'm thine at ane and twenty, Tam.
W: And O, &c.
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T: BANKS AND BRAES O' BONNY DOON
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.172-174
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D
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A | d2 d (ed) e | (fg) f (ed) e |
w: Ye banks and braes* o' bon-*ny Doon,* How
(fe) d (dB) A | (AB) d e2 A |
w: can* you bloom* sae fresh* and fair? How
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d2 d (ed) e | (fg) f (ed) e | {de}(fe) d
w: can ye sing,* ye lit-*tle birds,* While I'm* sae
(dB) A | (AB) d d2 :: f | a2 b
w: wea-*ry fu'* o' care? Ye'll break my
(af) d | a2 b (af) d | (af) d (af) d |
w: heart,* ye lit-tle birds,* that war-*ble on* the
{b}Ha2 "^Ad lib."(g/f/) {f}He2 A | d2 d (ed) e | {de}(fg) f
w: flow'-ry* thorn; It minds me o'* de-part-*ed
(ed) e | {de}(fe) d (dB) A | (AB) d d2 :|
w: joys,* De-part-*ed, ne-*ver to re-turn.
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W:2.Aft hae I stray'd by bonny Doon,
W: To see the rose and woodbine twine,
W: And hear ilk bird sing of its love,
W: As fondly sae did I of mine:
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W: Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,
W: Sae sweet upon its thorny tree;
W: But my fause love has stown the rose,
W: And left the sharpest thorn to me.
W:
W:3.O blaw, ye flow'rs, your bonny bloom,
W: And draw the wild birds by the burn!
W: For Lumon promised me a ring,
W: And ye maun aid me, should I mourn.
W: O na, na, na, ye need na bloom!
W: My een are dim and drowsy worn;
W: Ye bonny birds, ye need na sing,
W: For Lumon never will return.
W:
W:4.My Lumon's love, in broken sighs,
W: At dawning day by Boon ye'se hear;
W: And mid-day, by the willow green,
W: For him I'll shed a silent tear.
W: Sweet birds! I ken ye'Il pity me,
W: And join me wi' a plaintive sang,
W: While echoes wake, and pour the mane
W: I mak for him I lo'ed sae lang.
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X:3
T: the BATTLE OF SHERRA-MOOR
N: In the 1811 edition, it's "SHERRA-MUIR".
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.236-239
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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g | d G G G | d G B G |
w: O cam ye here the fight to shun, Or
d G G G | d2 B d | c A A A |
w: herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or was ye at the
c A B A | Tc A A A | d2 B ::
w: Sher-ra-moor, Or did the bat-tle see, man?
A | G g g a | g e d B |
w: I saw the bat-tle sair and teugh, and
A a a b | a g Tf e |
w: reek-in red ran mony a sheugh; My
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d g g a | g e d g |
w: heart for fear gae sough for sough, To
f a e g | f a e g |
w: hear the thuds, and see the cluds, O'
f a e g | f a e f |
w: clans frae woods, in tar-tan duds, Wha
g> a b f | g2 f |]
w: glaum'd at king-doms three, man.
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W:2.The red-coat lads, wi' black cockades,
W: To meet them were na slaw, man;
W: They rush'd, and push'd, and blude outgush'd,
W: And mony a bouk did fa', man.
W: The great Argyle led on his files,
W: I wat they glanc'd for twenty miles;
W: They hough'd the clans like nine-pin kyles,
W: They hack'd and hash'd, while braid swords clash'd,
W: And through they dash'd, and hew'd, and smash'd
W: Till fey men died awa, man,
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W:
W:3.But had ye seen the philibegs,
W: And skyrin tartan trews, man,
W: When in the teeth they dar'd our whigs,
W: And covenant true-blues, man.
W: In lines extended lang and large,
W: When bayonets oppos'd the targe,
W: And thousands hasten'd to the charge;
W: Wi' Highland wrath they frae the sheath
W: Drew blades o' death, till out o' breath,
W: They fled like frighted dows, man.
W:
W:4.O, how de'il, Tam, can that be true?
W: The chace gade frae the north, man;
W: I saw, mysel, they did pursue
W: The horsemen back to Forth, man;
W: And at Dunblane, in my ain sight,
W: They took the brig wi' a' their might,
W: And straught to Stirling winged their flight
W: But, cursed lot! the gates were shut,
W: And mony a hunted, poor red-coat,
W: For fear amaist did swarf, man,
W:
W:5.My sister Kate cam up the gate
W: Wi' crowdie unto me, man;
W: She swoor she saw some rebels run
W: To Perth and to Dundee, man,
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W: Their left-hand general had nae skill;
W: The Angus lads had nae gude will
W: That day their neibours' blude to spill:
W: For fear by foes that they should lose
W: Their cogs o' brose, they scar'd at blows.
W: And hameward fast did flee, man.
W:
W:6.They've lost some gallant gentlemen
W: Amang the Highland clans, man;
W: I fear my Lord Panmure is slain,
W: Or in his en'mies hands, man.
W: Now wad ye sing this double flight,
W: Some fell for wrang, and some for right,
W: And mony bade the warld gude-night;
W: Say pell and mell, wi' muskets knell,
W: How tories fell, and whigs to h-ll
W: Flew aff in frighted bands, man.
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T: BESS THE GAWKIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.96-99
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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A3 d A2 (FG) | (AB/c/) (dc/B/) {B}A3 G |
w: Blythe young Bess to* Jean** did** say, Will
F2 (ED) d3 d | (BA) (GF) E2 (FG) | A2 d2
w: ye gang* to yon sun-*ny* brae, Where* flocks do
A2 (F>G) | A2 (d>e) f2 D2 | F2 A2 g2 f2 |
w: feed, And* herds do* stray, And sport a while wi'
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{f}e4 d2 z2 :||: (de) (fe) (de) (fe) | (df) (ed)
w: Ja-mie? Ah,* na,* lass,* I'll* no* gang*
(c>de) A | e3 d (dc) (cB) | (BA) (AB/c/) d2 zd |
w: there,** Nor a-bout Ja-*mie* tak* a** care, Nor
(df) (ed) d3 d | (d {e}f) (ed) d>eHf D | F2 A2
w: a-*bout* Ja-mie tak* a* care,** For he's ta'en
g2 f2 | {f}e4 {de}d2 :|
w: up wi' Mag-gie.
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W:2.For hark, and I will tell you, lass,
W: Did I not see young Jamie pass,
W: Wi' mickle blytheness in his face,
W: Out owre the muir to Maggie:
W: I wat he gae her mony a kiss,
W: And Maggie took them nae amiss;
W: 'Tween ilka smack pleas'd her wi' this,
W: "That Bess was but a gawkie,"
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W:
W:3."For when a civil kiss I seek,
W: "She turns her head, and thraws her cheek,
W: "And for an hour she'll hardly speak:
W: "Wha'd no ca' her a gawkie?
W: "But sure my Maggie has mair sense,
W: "She'll gie a score without offence;
W: "Now gie me ane into the mense,
W: "And ye shall be my dawtie."
W:
W:4."O Jamie, ye hae mony ta'en,
W: "But I will never stand for ane,
W: "Or twa, when we do meet again,
W: "So ne'er think me a gawkie."
W: "Ah, na, lass, that canna be;
W: "Sic thoughts as these are far frae me,
W: "Or ony thy sweet face that see,
W: "E'er to think thee a gawkie."
W:
W:5.But, whisht, nae mair o' this we'll speak.
W: For yonder Jamie does us meet;
W: Instead o' Meg he kiss'd sae sweet,
W: I trow he likes the gawkie.
W: "O dear Bess, I hardly knew,
W: "When I cam by your gown sae new;
W: "I think you've got it wet wi' dew."
W: Ouoth she, "That's like a gawkie;
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W:
W:6."It's wat wi' dew, and 'twill get rain,
W: "And I'll get gowns when it is gane;
W: "Sae ye may gang the gate ye came,
W: "And tell it to your dawtie."
W: The guilt appear'd in Jamie's cheek;
W: He cry'd, "O cruel maid, but sweet,
W: "If I should gang anither gate,
W: "I ne'er could meet my dawtie."
W:
W:7.The lasses fast frae him they flew,
W: And left poor Jamie sair to rue
W: That ever Maggie's face he knew,
W: Or yet ca'd Bess a gawkie.
W: As they gade owre the muir they sang,
W: The hills and dales with echo rang,
W: The hills and dales with echo rang,
W: "Gang o'er the muir to Maggie."
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T: the BIRKS OF INVERMAY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.116-118
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Fixed wrongly-placed bar line between measures 7 and 8.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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(fg) | a3 B (af) (ed) | (e>de) f B3 d |
w: The* smil-ing morn,* the* breath-**ing spring, in-
(A>BA) F A2 (dA) | F2 (A>B) A2 (d/e/f/g/) |
w: vite** the tune-ful* birds to* sing; And***
a3 (bc'/d'/) (af) (ed) | (gf) (ed) B2 (f>e) |
w: while they** war-*ble* from* each* spray, Love*
(dB) (AF) A2 (d>e) | f2 (ed) d2 :: (A/G/) |
w: melts* the* u-ni-*ver-sal* lay. Let*
F3 A (B>AB) d | (e>de) f B3 b |
w: us, A-man-**da, time-**ly wise, Like
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(a>ba) f (gf) (ed) | (ga) (b/a/g/f/) {f}e2 (ag) |
w: them** im-prove* the* hour* that*** flies, And*
(fa) (bc') d'3 b | (af) (ed) B2 (f>e) |
w: in* soft* rap-tures waste* the* day, A-*
(dB) (AF) A2 (de) | f2 Te2 d2 :|
w: mong* the* birks of* In-ver-may.
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W:2.For soon the winter of the year,
W: And age, life's winter, will appear;
W: At this thy living bloom will fade,
W: As that will strip the verdant shade:
W: Our taste of pleasure then is o'er;
W: The feather'd songsters are no more;
W: And when they droop, and we decay,
W: Adieu the birks of Invermay.
W:
W:3.Behold, the hills and vales around,
W: With lowing herds and flocks abound;
W: The wanton kids and frisking lambs
W: Gambol and dance about their dams;
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W: The busy bees with humming noise,
W: And all the reptile kind rejoice;
W: Let us, like them, then, sing and play
W: Among the birks of Invermay.
W:
W:4.Hark! how the waters, as they fall,
W: Loudly my love to gladness call;
W: The wanton waves sport in the beams,
W: And fishes play throughout the streams;
W: The circling sun does now advance,
W: And all the planets round him dance;
W: Let us as jovial be as they,
W: Among the birks of Invermay.
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T: the BLATH'RIE O'T
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.39-40
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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(D>E) | F2 (d<B) (A<F) (E>F) | D2 (A>B)
w: When* I think* on* this* warld's**
A2 D E | F2 d B (AF) E D | F2 B> c
w: pelf, And the lit-tle wee share* I hae o't to my-
B2 z d | A> B d> e f2 e d |
w: self, And how the lass that wants it is
e d e f A2 d> e | {de}f2 e d
w: by the lads for-got: May the shame fa' the
B2 {AB}d D | F2 (B>c) B2 |]
w: gear and the blath'-rie* o't.
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W:2. Jockie was the laddie that held the pleugh,
W: But now he's got gowd and gear eneugh;
W: He thinks nae mair o' me that wears the plaiden coat;
W: May the shame, &c,
W:
W:3. Jenny was the lassie that mucked the byre,
W: But now she is clad in her silken attire;
W: And Jockie says he loes her, and swears he's me forgot:
W: May the shame, &c.
W:
W:4. But a' this shall never daunton me,
W: As lang as I keep my fancy free;
W: For the lad that's sae inconstant, he is not worth a groat:
W: May the shame, &c;
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T: the BLYTHESOME BRIDAL
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.184-187
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 9/4
L: 1/4
K: G
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G | G> A G B d e d B G |
w: Come, fy let us a' to the bri-dal, For
(A> B) G (A> B) d e2 g | G> A G g
w: there'll* be lilt-*ing there, For Jock's to be mar-
f e d B G | A B d (B> A) (G/F/) E2 |]
w: ried to Mag-gie, The lass wi' the gow-*den* hair.
g | g d g g> a g f e d |
w: And there will be lang-kail and cas-tocks, And
e d B (g> a) b {b}a2 f | g> a g
w: ban-nocks o' bar-*ley meal, And there will be
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(b a ) g f e d | (e/f/) g e d
w: gude* saut her-ring, To re-*lish a cog
B G A2 |]
w: o' gude ale.
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W:2.And there will be Sandy the sutor.
W: And Will wi' the meikle mou',
W: And there will be Tam the blutter,
W: Wi' Andrew the tinkler, I trow:
W: And there will be bow'd-legged Robie,
W: Wi' thum'less Katie's gudeman;
W: And there will be blue-cheeked Dobie,
W: And Lowrie the laird o' the Ian',
W:
W:3.And there will be sow-libber Patie,
W: And plucky-fac'd Wat i' the mill,
W: Capper-nos'd Francie, and Gibbie
W: That wins in the howe o' the hill;
W: And there will be Alaster Sibbie,
W: Wha in wi' black Bessy did mooI,
W: Wi' snivelling Lilly, and Tibbie,
W: The lass that stands aft on the stool.
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W:
W:4.And Madge that was buckled to Steenie,
W: And coft him grey breeks to his a--,
W: Wha after was hangit for stealing,
W: Great mercy it happen'd nae warse.
W: And there will be gleed Geordy Janners,
W: And Kirsh wi' the lily-white leg,
W: Wha gade the south for manners,
W: and play'd the fool in Mons-Meg.
W:
W:5.And there will be Judan Maclawrie,
W: And blinkin daft Barbara Macleg,
W: Wi' flea-lugged sharny-fac'd Lawrie,
W: And shangy-mou'd halucket Meg;
W: And there will be happer-a--'d Nancy,
W: And fairy-fac'd Flowrie by name;
W: Muck Maddie, and fat-hipped Girsy,
W: The lass wi' the gowden wame.
W:
W:6.And there will be girn-again Gibby,
W: Wi' his glaikit wife Jeany Bell,
W: And mizzled-shinn'd Mungo Macapie,
W: The lad that was skipper himsel.
W: There lads and lasses in pearlings,
W: Will feast in the heart o' the ha',
W: On sybows, and rifarts, and cartings,
W: That are baith sodden and raw.
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W:
W:7.And there will be fadges and brochan,
W: Wi' fouth o' good gabbocks o' skate;
W: Powsowdie, and drammock, and crowdie,
W: And cauler nowt feet in a plate.
W: And there will be partans and buckies,
W: And whitens and speldings enew,
W: Wi' singit sheep-heads and a haggis,
W: And scadlips to sup till ye spew.
W:
W:8.And there will be lapper'd-milk kebbucks.
W: And sowens, and farls, and baps,
W: Wi' swats and weel-scraped painches,
W: And brandy in stoups and in caups;
W: And there will be meal-kail and porrage,
W: Wi' skink to sup till ye rive,
W: And roasts to roast on a brander,
W: O' fleuks that were taken alive.
W:
W:9.Scrap'd haddocks, wilks, dulse and tangle.
W: And a mill o' gude snishin to prie;
W: When weary wi' eating and drinking,
W: We'll rise up and dance till we die.
W: Then fy let us a' to the bridal,
W: For there will be lilting there,
W: For Jock's to be married to Maggie.
W: The lass wi' the gowden hair.
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T: BONNY DUNDEE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.162-164
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/4
L: 1/8
K: Am
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A2 | E2 A2 A2 (A3 B) c2 | B3 A G2
w: O whare did ye get* that hau-ver-meal
B d3 d2 | e e3 e2 d e3 g2 | e3 d (cB)
w: ban-nock? O sil-ly blind bo-dy, O din-na ye*
A4 (AG) | E2 A2 A2 A3 B c2 | (B3 A) G2 B d3 d2 |
w: see? I* gat it frae a young brisk sod-*ger lad-die, Be-
e4 e2 d2 e2 g2 | e3 d (cB) A4 ][ g2 |
w: tween Saint Johns-toun and bon-by Dun-*dee. O
g4 g2 (g3 a) b2 | B3 A G2 B2 d4 |
w: gin I saw* the lad-die that gae me't!
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e2 a2 a2 a3 g a2 | {g}b2 a (gf) e4 g2 |
w: Aft has he doud-l'd me u-pon his* knee; May
g3 a g2 (g3 a) b2 | B3 A G2 B d3 d2 |
w: hea-ven pro-tect* my bon-ny Scots lad-die, And
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W: My blessings upon that bonny ee-brie!
W: Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger laddie,
W: Thou's ay the dearer and dearer to me.
W: But I'll big a bower on yon bonny banks,
W: Where Tay rins wimplin by sae clear,
W: And I'll clead thee in the tartan sae fine,
W: And mak thee a man like thy daddy dear.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Whare gat ye that bonny blue bannet?
W: O silly blind body, canna ye see?
W: I gat it frae a bonny Scots cailan,
W: At ween Saint Johnstoun and bonny Dundee.
W: And O, gin I saw but the laddie that gae me't!
W: Fu' aft has he doudl'd me upon his knee;
W: But now he's awa, and I dinna ken whare he's;
W: O gin he was back to his minny and me!
W:
W:2.My heart has nae room when I think on my dawty;
W: His dear rosy haffets bring tears in my ee:
W: But now he's awa, and I dinna ken whare he's;
W: Gin we could ance meet, we'se ne'er part till we die.
W: And O, gin I saw but my bonny Scots callan!
W: Fu' aft hae he doudl'd me upon his knee;
W: But now he's awa, and I dinna ken whare he's;
W: O gin he was back to his minny and me!
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T: JESSIE
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.True-hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow,
W: And fair are the maids on the banks o' the Ayr;
W: But by the sweet side o' the Nith's winding river,
W: Are lovers as faithful, and maidens as fair.
W: To equal young Jessie, seek Scotland all over:
W: To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain;
W: Grace, beauty, and elegance, fetter her lover,
W: And maidenly modesty fixes the chain.
W:
W:2.O fresh is the rose in the gay dewy morning,
W: And sweet is the lily at evening close;
W: But in the fair presence o' lovely young Jessie,
W: Unseen is the lily, unheeded the rose.
W: Love sits in her smile a wizard ensnaring;
W: Enthron'd in her ee he delivers his law;
W: And still to her charms she alone is a stranger;
W: Her modest demeanour's the jewel of a'.
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T: the BRAES OF YARROW
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.270-278
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
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D4 (EF) G2 D6 B2 | (c2B2A2) G2 E4 z4 |
w: Busk ye,* busk ye, my bon-**ny bride;
D4 (EF) G2 D4 (B2c2) | (d2cBA2) G2 (G3A) B4 |
w: Busk ye,* busk ye, my* win-***some mar-*row;
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D4 (EF) G2 D6 B2 | (c2B2A2) G2 {F}E4 (B3A) |
w: Busk ye,* busk ye, my bon-**ny bride, And*
(G2F2) (E2D2) (c2B2A2) G2 | TE6 D2 E4 G4 ::
w: let* us* to** the braes of Yar-row.
(B3A) B2 c2 d6 B2 | (c2B2A2) G2 E4 z4 |
w: There* will we sport and ga-**ther dew,
(B3A) B2 c2 d6 c2 | (BcAB) G2 A2 (TB3c) d4 |
w: Danc-*ing while lav'-rocks sing*** in the morn-*ing,
(B3A) B2 c2 (d2cBe2) d2 | (c2B2A2) G2 E4 (TB3A) |
w: There* learn frae tur-***tles to** prove true: O*
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W:2.To westlin breezes Flora yields,
W: And when the beams are kindly warming,
W: Blytheness appears o'er all the fields,
W: And Nature looks mair fresh and charming.
W: Learn frae the burns, that trace the mead,
W: Though on their banks the roses blossom,
W: Yet hastily they flow to Tweed,
W: And pour their sweetness in his bosom.
W:
W:3.Haste ye, haste ye, my bonny Bell,
W: Haste to my arms, and there I'll guard thee;
W: With free consent my fears repel,
W: I'll with my love and care reward thee.
W: Thus sang I saftly to my fair,
W: Wha rais'd my hopes wi' kind relenting:
W: O, queen of smiles! I ask nae mair,
W: Since now my bonny Bell's consenting.
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T: the BRAES OF YARROW
T: the old words
T: to the same air
K:
W: 1.Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny bride,
W: Busk ye, busk ye, my winsome marrow;
W: Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny bride;
W: Think nae mair on the Braes of Yarrow.
W: Where, where gat ye that bonny bride?
W: Where, where gat ye that winsome marrow?
W: 'Twas where I daur nae weel be seen,
W: By the birks on the Braes of Yarrow.
W:
W: 2.Weep not, weep not, my bonny bride,
W: Weep not, weep not, my winsome marrow,
W: Nor let thy heart lament to leave
W: The birks upon the Braes of Yarrow.
W: Why does she weep, thy bonny bride?
W: Why does she weep, thy winsome marrow?
W: And why daur ye nae weel be seen
W: By the birks on the Braes of Yarrow?
W:
W: 3.Lang maun she weep, lang maun she weep,
W: Lang maun she weep wi' dule and sorrow,
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W: And lang maun I nae mair be seen
W: By the birks on the Braes of Yarrow:
W: For she has tint her luver dear,
W: Her luver dear, the cause of sorrow,
W: And I hae slain the comeliest youth
W: By the birks on the Braes of Yarrow,
W:
W: 4.Why runs thy stream, O Yarrow, red?
W: Why on thy braes the voice of sorrow?
W: And why yon melancholious weeds,
W: Hung on the bonny birks of Yarrow?
W: What's yonder on the rueful stream?
W: What yonder floats? O dule and sorrow!
W: 'Tis he, the comely swain I slew
W: Upon the duleful Braes of Yarrow.
W:
W: 5.Wash ye, O wash his wounds in tears,
W: His wounds in. tears with dule and sorrow,
W: And wrap his limbs in mourning weeds,
W: And lay him on the Braes of Yarrow.
W: Then build, then build, ye sisters sad,
W: Ye sisters sad, his tomb with sorrow,
W: And weep around in waefu' wise.
W: Weep his fate on the Braes of Yarrow.
W:
W: 6:Curse ye, curse ye his useless shield,
W: My arm that wrought the deed of sorrow,
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W: The fatal spear that pierc'd his breast,
W: His breast upon the Braes of Yarrow!
W: Did I not warn thee not to lu'e,
W: And warn from fight? but, to my sorrow,
W: O'er rashly bold, a stronger arm
W: Thou met'st, upon the Braes of Yarrow*
W:
W: 7.Sweet smells the birk, green grows the grass;
W: Yellow on Yarrow banks the gowan,
W: Fair hangs the apple frae the rock,
W: And sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan,
W: Flows Yarrow sweet? as sweet flows Tweed,
W: As green its grass, its gowan yellow;
W: As sweet smells on its braes the birk,
W: The apple frae the rock as mellow.
W:
W: 8.Fair was thy luve, fair fair thy luve;
W: In flow'ry bands thou him didst fetter;
W: Though he was weel beluv'd again,
W: Than me he never lu'ed thee better.
W: Busk ye, then busk, my bonny bride,
W: Busk ye, busk ye, my winsome marrow,
W: And lu'e me on the banks of Tweed;
W: Think nae mair on the Braes of Yarrow.
W:
W: 9.How can I busk a bonny bride?
W: How can I busk a winsome marrow?
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W: How lu'e thee on the banks of Tweed,
W: That slew him on the Braes of Yarrow?
W: O Yarrow fields, may never rain
W: Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover;
W: For there was basely slain my luve,
W: My luve, as he'd ne'er been a luver.
W:
W:10.The boy put on his robes of green,
W: His purple vest, 'twas my own sewing;
W: Ah, wretched me! I little kend
W: He was in these to meet his ruin.
W: The boy took out his milk-white steed,
W: Unheedful of my dule and sorrow,
W: But ere the toofal of the night,
W: Lay slain upon the Braes of Yarrow!
W:
W:11.Much I rejoiced, that waeful day;
W: I sang, my voice the woods returning;
W: But lang ere night the spear was flown,
W: That slew my luve, and left me mourning!
W: What can my barb'rous father do,
W: But with unfeeling rage pursue me?
W: My luver's blood is on thy spear,
W: How canst thou, cruel man, then woo me?
W:
W:12.My happy sisters, in their pride,
W: With bitter and ungentle scoffin.
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W: May bid me seek, on Yarrow Braes,
W: My luver nailed in his coffin.
W: My brother Douglas may upbraid,
W: And try with threat'ning words to move me;
W: My luver's blood is on thy spear;
W: How canst thou ever bid me luve thee?
W:
W:13.Yes, yes, prepare the bed of love;
W: With bridal sheets my body cover;
W: Unbar, ye bridal maids, the door,
W: Let in th' expected husband luver.
W: But who th' expected husband is?
W: His hands, methinks, are bath'd in slaughter;
W: Ah me ! what ghastly spectre's yon,
W: Comes in his pale shroud, bleeding after?
W:
W:14.Pale as he is, here lay him down,
W: O lay his cold head on my pillow;
W: Take off, take off these bridal weeds,
W: And crown my careful head with willow.
W: Pale though thou art, yet best beluv'd,
W: O could my warmth to life restore thee!
W: Yet lie all night between my breasts,
W: No youth lay ever there before thee.
W:
W:15.Pale, pale indeed, O luvely youth,
W: Forgive, forgive so foul a slaughter!
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W: And lie all night between my breasts;
W: No youth shall ever lie there after.
W: Return, return, O mournful bride,
W: Return and dry thy useless sorrow;
W: Thy luver heeds nought of thy sighs;
W: He lies slain on the Braes of Yarrow.
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T: BRAW LADS ON YARROW BRAES
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.31-33
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
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F2 ED D2 FG | A3 B A<F ED |
w: Braw, braw* lads on* Yar-row braes,* Ye*
D/E/F E2 E2 FA | B2 dc B2 A> F |
w: wan-**der thro' the* bloom-ing* hea-ther; But
A3 B d3 e | fe dB {B}d3 e |
w: Yar-row braes, nor Et-*trick* shaws, Can
d/e/f E2 E2 FA | B2 dc B2 A2 |]
w: match** the lads on* Gall-la* Wa-ter.
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W:2.But there is ane, a secret ane,
W: Aboon them a' I loe him better;
W: And I'll be his, and he'll be mine,
W: The bonny lad o' Galla water.
W:
W:3.Although his daddy was nae laird,
W: And though I hae nae muckle tocher,
W: Yet rich in kindest, truest love,
W: We'll tent our flocks by Galla water.
W:
W:4.It ne'er was gold, it ne'er was wealth,
W: That coft contentment, peace, or pleasure;
W: The bands and bliss o' mutual love,
W: O! that's the choicest warld's treasure.
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T: MARY'S CHARMS.
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Mary's charms subdu'd my breast,
W: Her glowing youth, her manner winning;
W: My faithful vows I fondly press'd,
W: And mark'd the sweet return beginning.
W:
W:2.Fancy kindly on my mind
W: Yet paints that ev'ning's dear declining,
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W: When, raptur'd first, I found her kind,
W: Her melting soul to love resigning.
W:
W:3.Years of nuptial bliss have roll'd,
W: And still I've found her more endearing;
W: Each wayward passion she controul'd,
W: Each anxious care, each sorrow cheering,
W:
W:4.Children now, in ruddy bloom,
W: With artless look attention courting.
W: With infant smiles dispel each gloom,
W: Around our hut so gaily sporting.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Braw, braw lads of Galla water,
W: O braw lads of Galla water!
W: I'll kilt my coats aboon my knee,
W: And follow my love through the water.
W:
W:2.Sae fair her hair, sae brent her brow,
W: Sae bonny blue her een, my dearie;
W: Sae white her teeth, sae sweet her mou',
W: The mair I kiss, she's ay my dearie.
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W:
W:3.Owre yon bank, and owre yon brae,
W: Owre yon moss amang the heather;
W: I'll kilt my coat aboon my knee,
W: And follow my love through the water.
W:
W:4.Down amang the broom, the broom,
W: Down amang the broom, my dearie,
W: The lassie lost a silken snood,
W: That cost her mony a blirt and bleary.
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T: the BROOM OF COWDENKNOWS
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.150-153
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added final rest to correct the rhythm between verses.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: How blythe was I each morn* to* see My*
B2 (d>e) {de}f2 (Te>d) | B6 d2 | (A>B) (d>e)
w: swain come* o'er the* hill! He leap'd* the*
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{de}f2 (Te>d) | d2 (D>E) F2 (TED) | G3 A (B>cd) F |
w: burn, and* flew to* me, I* met him wi'** good
E8 |][| D3 F A3 B | A F E> F
w: will. O, the broom, the bon-ny bon-ny
D2 (d>A) | B2 d> e ({e}d>ef) A | B4 z2 d2 |
w: broom, The* broom of the Cow-**den-knows! I
(A>B) (d>e) f2 (Te>d) | (dc) (BA) {G}F2 (TED) |
w: wish* I* were wi'* my* dear* swain, Wi'*
G3 B (A>Bd) F | E6 z |]
w: his pipe and** my ewes.
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W: While his flocks near me lay;
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W: He gather'd in my sheep at night,
W: And cheer'd me a' the day.
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:3.He tun'd his pipe and reed sae sweet,
W: The birds stood list'ning by;
W: Ev'n the dull cattle stood and gaz'd,
W: Charm'd wi' his melody.
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:4.While thus we spent our time, by turns
W: Betwixt our flocks and play,
W: I envy'd not the fairest dame,
W: Though e'er sae rich and gay.
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:5.Hard fate! that I should banish'd be,
W: Gang heavily, and mourn,
W: Because I lov'd the kindest swain
W: That ever yet was born.
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:6.He did oblige me ev'ry hour;
W: Could I but faithfu' be?
W: He staw my heart; could I refuse
W: Whate'er he ask*d of me.
W: O, the broom,, &c.
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W:
W:7.My doggie, and my little kit,
W: That held my wee soup whey,
W: My plaidy, broach, and crooked stick,
W: Maun now lie useless by.
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:8.Adieu, ye Cowdenknows, adieu!
W: Fareweel a' pleasures there!
W: Ye gods, restore me to my swain,
W: It's a' I crave or care.
W: O, the broom, &c.
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T: the BROOM OF COWDENKNOWS
T: SECOND SET
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.154-156
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added final rest to correct the rhythm between verses.
M: C
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(d<c) | (B<G) (A<c) {c}B2 (A<G) | (B<d) (c<e)
w: When* sum-*mer* comes, the* swains* on*
{e}d2 (c<B) | (e<g) (c<e) (A<c) (E<A) | (G2 F2) z2 A2 |
w: Tweed Sing* their* suc-*sess-*ful* loves;* A-
(d<A) (B<c) (B<G) (B<d) | (g<d) (e<=f) {f}e3 ^f |
w: round* the* ewes* and* lamb-*kins* feed, And
(g<e) (f<d) (B<g) (e<^c) | {^c2}d4 z2 (dc) | (Bd) (GB)
w: mu-*sic* fills* the* groves. But* my* lov'd*
(EG) (ce) | (dB) (GB) c3 B | (ce) (dB) (Ac) (BG) |
w: song* is* then* the* broom, So fair* on* Cow-*den-*
{G2}F4 z2 d2 | (gf) z{d'}f (fe) z{c'}e | (ed) z{b}d (dc) z{a}c |
w: knows, For sure* so soft,* so sweet* a bloom,* Else-
(3(Bge) (3(dBG) (E<c) (A<F) | G4 z4 | (d<B) (B<G)
w: where** there** ne-*ver* grows. O,* the*
e3 g | d< B B< G g3 d | e3 d
w: broom, the bon-ny bon-ny broom, The broom on
(cB) (AG) | {G2}F4 z2d2 | (gf) z{d'}f (fe) z{c'}e | (ed) z{b}d
w: Cow-*den-*knows; For sure* so soft,* so sweet* a
(dc) z{a}c | (3(Bge) (3(dBG) | (E<c) (A<F) | {F2}G4 z2 |]
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W:2.There Colin tun'd his oaten reed,
W: And won my yeilding heart;
W: No shephere e'er that dwelt on Tweed,
W: Could play with half such art.
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W: He sung of Tay, of Forth, and Clyde,
W: The hills and dales around,
W: Of Leader-haughs and Leader-side;
W: Oh! how I blest the sound!
W: O, the broom, &c.
W:
W:3.Not Tiviot braes, so green and gay,
W: May with this broom compare;
W: Not Yarrow banks, in flow'ry May,
W: Nor the bush aboon Traquair.
W: More pleasing far are Cowdenknows,
W: My peaceful happy home,
W: Where I was wont to milk my ewes,
W: At eve, among the broom.
W: O, the broom, &c.
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T: BURNS' FAREWEL TO AYRSHIRE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.192-194
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: D
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d2 (Ad) | e2 A2 | (fe) (fg) | f2 ez |
w: Scenes of* woe, and scenes* of* plea-sure,
d2 (cB) | (cd) (ef) | c2 B2 | A4 | a2 (gf) |
w: Scenes that* for-*mer* thoughts re-new; Scenes of*
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g2 f2 | (ef) (de) | c2 Az | (dc) (de) | d2 e2 |
w: woe and scenes* of* plea-sure, Now* a* sad and
(fe) (fg) | f3 z | (gf) (ed) | c2 (de) | f2 e2 | d4 |]
w: last* a-*dieu; Now* a* sad and* last a-dieu!
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W:2.Bonny Doon, sae sweet at gloaming,
W: Fare thee weel before I gang:
W: Bonny Doon, where early roaming,
W: First I weav'd the rustic sang.
W:
W:3.Bowers, adieu! where love decoying,
W: First enthralled this heart o' mine;
W: There the saftest sweets enjoying,
W: Sweets that mem'ry ne'er shall tine.
W:
W:4.Friends so near my bosom ever,
W: Ye hae render'd moments dear;
W: But, alas! when forc'd to sever,
W: Then the stroke, O how severe!
W:
W:5.Friends, that parting tear reserve it,
W: Though 'tis doubly dear to me:
W: Could I think I did deserve it,
W: How much happier would I be.
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W:
W:6.Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
W: Scenes that former thoughts renew:
W: Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
W: Now a sad and last adieu.
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T: the BUSH ABOON TRAQUAIR
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.220-222
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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D4 | F4 A4 d6 f2 | (Te3d) (efgf)
w: Hear me, ye nymphs, and ev'-*ry***
{f}e6 E2 | F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 | A8 {d}D4 (D3E) |
w: swain, I'll tell how Peg-**gy grieves me; Tho'*
F4 A4 {Bc}d6 f2 | (e3d) (e3f/g/) {f}e6 E2 |
w: Thus I lan-guish and* com-**plain, A-
F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 | A8 {d}D4 :: d4 | (c3BA2) B2
w: las! she ne'er** be-lieves me. My vows** and
(c2d2) (e2f2) | (g3a) (f3g) {f}e6 A2 | (d3ef2) g2 (a3ba2) g2 |
w: sighs,* like* si-*lent* air, Un-heed-**ed, ne-**ver
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(f3g agfe) d6 e2 | (c3BA2) B2 (c3de2) f2 |
w: move***** her; The bon-**ny bush** a-
(g3a ba) (gf) {f}e6 E2 | F4 A4 (f3ed2) B2 |
w: boon*** Tra-*quair, Was where I first** did
A8 {d}D2 :|
w: love her.
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W:2.That day she smil'd, and made me glad,
W: No maid seem'd ever kinder;
W: I thought myself the luckiest lad,
W: So sweetly there to find her.
W: I try'd to soothe my am'rous flame,
W: In words that I thought tender:
W: If more there pass'd, I'm not to blame;
W: I meant not to offend her.
W:
W:3.Yet now she scornful flees the plain,
W: The fields we then frequented;
W: If e'er we meet, she shews disdain,
W: She looks as ne'er acquainted.
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W: The bonny bush bloom'd fair in May;
W: Its sweets I'll ay remember:
W: But now her frowns make it decay;
W: It fades as in December.
W:
W:4.Ye rural pow'rs, who hear my strains,
W: Why thus should Peggy grieve me?
W: Oh! make her partner in my pains,
W: Then let her smiles relieve me.
W: If not, my love will turn despair,
W: My passion no more tender;
W: I'll leave the bush aboon Traquair,
W: To lonely wilds I'll wander.
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T: CALEDONIA
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.7-9
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/16
K: Bm
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F2 | B2 (dc) (B^A) B2 F2 F2 | F2 d2
w: Their groves of* sweet* myr-tles, let fo-reign
c2 d2 F2 F2 | B2 (dc) (B^A) B2
w: lands reck-on, Where bright beam-*ing* sum-
F2 d2 | E2 F2 ^A2 B4 F2 | B2 (dc) (B^A)
w: mers ex-hale their per-fume: Far dear-er* to*
B2 F2 F2 | F2 d2 c2 d2 F2 F F |
w: me yon lone glen of green breck-en, Wi' the
G2 (AG) (FE) F2 (GF) (ED) | E2 F2 ^A2
w: burn steal-*ing* un-der* the* lang yel-low
B4 d2 | (AB) d2 d2 d4 A2 | (dc) (de) (fg)
w: broom. Far dear-*er to me yon hum-*ble* broom*
(a2f2) d d | g2 (ag) (fe) f2 d2 B2 |
w: bow-ers, Where the blue-bell* and* gow-an lurk
A2 F2 A2 B4 d2 | (AB) d2 d2 d2 d2 A2 |
w: low-ly un-seen; For there* light-ly trip-ping a-
(dc) (de) (fg) (a2f2) d2 | g2 (ag) (fe)
w: mang* the* wild* flow-ers, A-list-ning* the*
f2 d2 B2 | A2 F2 A2 B4 |]
w: lin-net, aft wan-ders my Jean.
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W:2.Tho' rich is the breeze, in their gay sunny valleys,
W: And cauld Caledonia's blast on the wave;
W: Their sweet-scented woodlands that skirt the proud palace,
W: What are they?—-the haunt of the tyrant and slave!
W: The slave's spicy forests, and gold-bubbling fountains,
W: The brave Caledonian views wi' disdain:
W: He wanders as free as the wind on his mountains,
W: Save love's willing fetters--the chains of his Jean.
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T: CAPTAIN O'KAINE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.112-115
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/16
K: Bm
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(BA) | F2 B2 c2 d4 c B |
w: Row* saft-ly, thou stream, thro' the
(cd) (ed) (cB) A2 B2 c2 | d2 f2 d2
w: wild* spang-*led* val-ley, O green by thy
{f}e2 (dc) (BA) | F2 B2 B2 B4 (BA) | F2 B2 c2
w: banks, e-*ver* bon-ny and fair! Sing* sweet-ly, ye
d4 c B | (cd) (ed) (cB) A2 B2 c2 | a3 g f2
w: birds, as ye wan-*ton* fu'* gai-ly, Yet stran-gers to
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e2 c2 A2 | F2 B2 B2 B4 ][ (Bc) |
w: sor-row, and stran-gers to care. The*
d2 f2 f2 f4 (ed) | c2 e2 e2 e4 a2 |
w: wea-ry day lang I* list to your sang, And
f2 b2 ^a2 b2 c'2 d'2 | f2 b2 ^a2 b4 (bc') |
w: waste il-ka mo-ment, sad, cheer-less, a-lane: Each*
d'2 c'2 b2 a2 g2 f2 | {f}e2 (dc) a2 A2 B2 c2 |
w: sweet lit-tle trea-sure o' heart-cheer-*ing plea-sure, Far
d2 f2 d2 (fe) (dc) (BA) | F2 B2 B2 B4 |]
w: fled frae my bo-*som* wi'* Cap-tain O'-Kaine.
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W:2.Fu' aft on thy banks hae we pu'd the wild gowan,
W: And twisted a ringlet beneath the hawthorn:
W: Ah! then each fond moment wi' pleasure was glowin;
W: Sweet days o' delight, which can never return!
W: Now ever, waes me! the tear fills mine ee,
W: And sair is my heart wi' the rigour o' pain
W: Nae prospect returning to gladden life's morning,
W: For green waves the willow o'er Captain O'Kaine.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.The small birds rejoice in the green leaves re-turning,
W: The murmuring streamlet runs clear through the vale;
W: The primroses blow in the dews of the morning,
W: And wild scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
W: But what can give pleasure, or what can seem fair.
W: When the ling'ring moments are number'd by care?
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W: No birds sweetly singing, nor flow'rs gaily springing,
W: Can soothe the sad bosom of joyless despair.
W:
W:2.The deed that I dar'd, could it merit their malice?
W: A king and a father to place on his throne.
W: His right are these hills, and his right are these valleys,
W: Where the wild beasts find shelter, but I can find none.
W: But 'tis not my suff'rings, thus wretched, forlorn,
W: My brave gallant friends, 'tis your ruin I mourn;
W: Your faith prov'd so loyal in hot bloody trial,
W: Alas! can I make it no better return?
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T: CAULD KAIL IN ABERDEEN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.126-130
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added missing bar line between measures 14 and 15.
M: 2/4
L: 1/16
K: D
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D2 | (F3 A) d3 B | A3 F E3 G |
w: There's cauld* kail in A-ber-deen, And
F2 A2 (Bc) (dB) | A4 D2 zD | F3 A d3 B |
w: cas-tocks in* Stra'-*bo-gie, Where il-ka lad maun
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A2 F2 E3 D | F2 A2 (Bc) (dB) | A4 D2 |]|
w: hae his lass, But I maun hae* my* co-gie.
A2 | d3 e f3 d | e3 c B3 A |
w: For I maun hae my co-gie, troth, I
d3 e f3 d | (e3 c) A3 A | d3 e f3 d |
w: can-na want my co-*gie: I wad-na gie my
g2 e2 Hc2 (e/d/c/B/) | A3 F d3 B | A4 D2 |]
w: three-gird cog For*** a' the wives in Bo-gie.
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W:2.Johnny Smith has got a wife
W: Wha scrimps him o' his cogie;
W: But were she mine, upon my life,
W: I'd duck her in a bogie.
W: For I maun hae my cogie, troth,
W: I canna want my cogie;
W: I wadna gie my three-gird cog
W: For a' the wives in Bogie.
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W:
W:3.Twa or three todlin weans they hae,
W: The pride o' a' Stra'bogie;
W: Whene'er the totums cry for meat,
W: She curses ay his cogie;
W: Crying, "Wae betide the three-gird cog!
W: "Oh, wae betide the cogie!
W: "It does mair skaith than a' the ills
W: "That happen in Stra'bogie."
W:
W:4.She fand him ance at Willie Sharp's;
W: And, what they maist did laugh at,
W: She brake the bicker, spilt the drink,
W: And tightly gowff'd his haffet,
W: Crying, "Wae betide the three-gird cog!
W: "Oh, wae betide the cogie;
W: "It does mair skaith than a' the ills
W: "That happen in Stra'bogie."
W:
W:5.Yet here's to ilka honest soul
W: Wha'll drink wi' me a cogie;
W: And for ilk silly whingin fool
W: We'll duck him in the bogie.
W: For I maun hae my cogie, Sirs,
W: I canna want my cogie:
W: I wadna gie my three-gird cog
W: For a' the queans in Bogie,
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T: to the same air
K:
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W:1.There's cauld kail in Aberdeen,
W: And castocks in Stra'bogie;
W: Gin I hae but a bonny lass,
W: Ye're welcome to your cogie,
W: And ye may sit up a' tbe night,
W: And drink till it be braid day-light:
W: Gie me a lass that's clean and tight,
W: To dance the reel o' Bogie.
W:
W:2.In cotillons the French excel,
W: John Bull in country dances;
W: The Spaniards dance fandangos well;
W: Mynheer an al'mande prances:
W: In foursome reels the Scots delight,
W: At threesome they dance wondrous light,
W: But twasome ding a' out o' sight,
W: Danc'd to the reel o' Bogie.
W:
W:3.Come lads, and view your partner's well,
W: Wale each a blythesome rogie;
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W: I'll tak this lassie to mysel,
W: She looks sae keen and vogie:
W: Now, piper lad, bang up the spring;
W: The country fashion is the thing,
W: To prie their mou's ere we begin
W: To dance the reel o' Bogie.
W:
W:4.Now ilka lad has got his lass,
W: Save yon auld doited Fogie,
W: And ta'en a fling upon the grass,
W: As they do in Stra'bogie:
W: But a' the lasses look sae fain,
W: We canna think oursels to hain,
W: For they maun hae their come-again
W: To dance the reel o' Bogie.
W:
W:5.Now a' the lads hae done their best.
W: Like true men o' Stra'bogie;
W: We'll stop a while and tak a rest,
W: And tipple out a cogie.
W: Gome now, my lads, and tak your glass,
W: And try each other to surpass,
W: In wishing health to ev'ry lass,
W: To dance the reel o' Bogie,
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T: the COLLIER'S BONNY LASSIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.278-281
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/16
K: G
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(d>c) | (cB) (AG) G2 G2 | G4 D3 E |
w: The* col-*lier* has a daugh-ter, And
=F3 G F2 F2 | A2 c2 z2 (dc) | B2 (AG) G2 G2 |
w: O, she's won-der bon-ny, A* laird he* was that
G4 D2 G2 | B2 (AB) (cB) (AG) | B2 d2 ::
w: sought her, Rich baith in* lands* and* mo-ney.
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(ef) | (gf) (ed) (ed) (cB) | c4 =f3 c |
w: The* tu-*tors* watch'd* the* mo-tion Of
{_B}A2 (G=F) F3 G | A2 c2 z2 d2 | (cB) (AG) A2 D2 |
w: this young* ho-nest lo-ver; But love* is* like the
(B>ABc) d2 g2 | (gf) (fg) g2 G2 | B2 d2 z2 :|
w: o-***cean, Wha can* its* deeps dis-co-ver?
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W:2.He had the art to please ye,
W: And was by a' respected;
W: His airs sat round him easy,
W: Genteel, but unaffected.
W: The collier's bonny lassie,
W: Fair as the new-blown lily,
W: Ay sweet, and never saucy,
W: Secur'd the heart of Willie.
W:
W:3.He lov'd beyond expression
W: The charms that were about her,
W: And panted for possession;
W: His life was dull without her.
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W: After mature resolving,
W: Close to his breast he held her,
W: In saftest flames dissolving,
W: He tenderly thus tell'd her:
W:
W:3.My bonny collier's daughter,
W: Let naething discompose ye;
W: It's no your scanty tocher
W: Shall ever gar me lose ye:
W: For I hae gear in plenty,
W: And love says it's my duty
W: To wair what heav'n has lent me,
W: Upon your wit and beauty.
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T: BONNY LESLEY
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.O saw ye bonny Lesley
W: As she gade o'er the border?
W: She's gane, like Alexander,
W: To spread her conquests farther,
W: To see her is to love her,
W: And love but her for ever;
W: For Nature made her what she is,
W: And ne'er made sic anither.
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W:
W:2.Thou art a queen, fair Lesley,
W: Thy subjects we, before thee:
W: Thou art divine, fair Lesley,
W: The hearts o' men adore thee.
W: The de'il he could na scaith thee,
W: Or aught that wad belang thee;
W: He'd look into thy bonny face,
W: And say, "I canna wrang thee."
W:
W:3.The powers aboon will tent thee;
W: Misfortune shanna steer thee;
W: Thou'rt like themsels, sae lovely,
W: That ill they'll ne'er let near thee,
W: Return again, fair Lesley,
W: Return to Caledonie!
W: That we may brag, we hae a lass,
W: There's nane again sae bonny.
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T: COME UNDER MY PLAIDY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.168-172
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: G
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g | d B B B A B | d B B
w: Come un-der my plai-dy, the night's gaun to
B2 g | d B B B A B |
w: fa', Come in frae the cauld blast, the
G E E E2 g | d B B B A B |
w: drift, and the snaw; Come un-der my plai-dy, and
d B B B A G | A A A
w: lie down be-side me, There's room in't, be-
B A B | G E E E2 ][ d | g f g
w: lieve me, dear las-sie, for twa. Come un-der my
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a g a | b a g f e d |
w: plai-dy, and lie down be-side me, I'll
g f g a g a | b g e e2 g/a/ |
w: hap ye frae ev'-ry cauld blast that will blaw; Come*
b g b a f a | g e f g2 f/ e/ |
w: un-der my plai-dy, and lie down be-side me, There's
d B B B A B | G E E E2 |]
w: room in't, dear las-sie, be-lieve me, for twa.
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W:2.`Gae 'wa wi' your plaidy! auld Donald, gae 'wa!
W: `I fear na the cauld blast, the drift, nor the snaw:
W: `Gae 'wa wi' your plaidy--I'll no lie beside ye,
W: `Ye might be my gutchard; auld Donald, gae 'wa!
W: `I'm gaun to meet Johnny, he's young and he's bonny,
W: `He's been at Meg's bridal, fu' trig and fu' braw;
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W: `O there's nane dance sae lightly, sae graoefu', sae tightly,
W: `His cheeks are like roses, his brow's like the snaw.'
W:
W:3."Dear Marion, let that flie stick fast to the wa';
W: "Your Jock's but a gowk, and has naething ava;
W: "The hale o' his pack he has now on his back:
W: "He's thretty, and I am but threescore and twa.
W: "Be frank now and kindly, I'll busk ye ay finely;
W: "At kirk or at market they'll nane gang sae braw;
W: "A bien house to bide in, a chaise for to ride in,
W: "And flunkies to 'tend ye as fast as ye ca'."
W:
W:4.`My father ay tell'd me, my mither and a',
W: `Ye'd mak a gude husband, and keep me ay braw;
W: `It's true I loe Johnny, he's young and he's bonny,
W: `But, wae's me, I ken he has naething ava!
W: `I hae little tocher, ye've made a good offer;
W: `I'm now mair than twenty, my time is but sma';
W: `Sae gie me your plaidy, I'll creep in beside ye,
W: `I thought ye'd been aulder than threescore, and twa!'
W:
W:5.She crap in ayont him, beside the stane wa',
W: Whare Johnny was listning, and heard her tell a';
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W: The day was appointed, his proud heart it dunted,
W: And strack 'gainst his side, as if bursting in twa.
W: He wander'd hame weary, the night it was dreary,
W: And thowless, he tint his gate 'mang the deep snaw:
W: The howlet was screaming, while Johnny cry'd, "Women
W: "Wad marry Auld Nick, if he'd keep them ay braw.
W:
W: "O the deil's in the lasses! they gang now sae braw,
W: "They'll lie down wi' auld men o' threescore and twa;
W: "The hale o' their marriage is gowd and a carriage;
W: "Plain love is the cauldest blast now that can blaw.
W: "Auld dotards, be wary! tak tent wha ye marry;
W: "Young wives wi' their coaches they'll whup and they'll ca',
W: "Till they meet wi' some Johnny that's youthfu' and bonny,
W: "And they'll gie a horn on ilk haffet to claw,"
W:
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T: TIBBIE DUNBAR
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.O wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
W: O wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar?
W: Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car,
W: Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie Dunbar.
W: I care na thy daddy, his lands and his money;
W: I care na thy kin, sae high and sae lordly:
W: But say thou wilt hae me for better or waur,
W: And come in thy cotie, sweet Tibbie Dunbar.
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T: DAINTY DAVIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.258-265
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: G
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g2 | d3 c B2 (AB) | (AG) (FE) G3 F |
w: The lass-es fain wad* hae* frae* me, A
G2 d2 (Bc) (dB) | G2 (dc) B2 g2 | d3 c B3 A |
w: sang to keep* them* a' in* glee, While ne'er a ane I
(AG) (FE) G3 A | B2 g2 (ag) (fg) | (e3 f) g2 |]
w: hae* to* gie, But on-ly Dain-*ty* Da-*vie.
d2 | g2 b2 (ga) b2 | (ga) (bc') b2 (ag) |
w: I learn'd it ear-*ly in* my* youth, When*
f2 (ga) d2 a2 | (fg) (ab) a2 (gf) |
w: bar-ley* ban-nocks caus'd* a* drouth, Whare
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g3 a b2 (ab) | c'b (ag) {g}f2 (ed) |
w: cro-nies met to* weet* their* mouth, Our*
(ef) (ga) (ba) (gf) | (e3 f) g2 ][ g2 | d3 c
w: sang* was* Dain-*ty* Da-*vie. O Dain-ty
B3 A | (BA) (GF) G3 G | G2 d2 (Bc) (dB) |
w: Da-vie is* the* thing; I ne-ver kent* a*
G2 (dc) B2 g2 | d3 c B2 (AB) |
w: can-ty* spring, That e'er de-serv'd the*
(AG) FE G3 A | B2 (ga) (ba) (gf) |
w: High-*land* fling, Sae weel as* dain-*ty*
(e3 f) g2 |]
w: Da-*vie.
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W:2.When friends and fouk at bridals meet,
W: Their drouthy mou's and craigs to weet,
W: The story canna be complete
W: Without they've Dainty Davie.
W: Sae, ladies, tune your spinnets weel,
W: And lilt it up wi' a' your skill,
W: There's nae strathspey, nor Highland reel,
W: Comes up to Dainty Davie.
W: O, Dainty Davie, &c.
W:
W:3.Though bardies a', in former times,
W: Hae stain'd my sang, wae worth their rhymes!
W: They had but little meuse, wi' crimes,
W: To blast my Dainty Davie.
W: The rankest weeds the garden spoil,
W: When labour taks the play a while;
W: The lamp gaes out for want o' oil,
W: And sae it far'd wi' Davie.
W: O, Dainty Davie, &c.
W:
W:4.There's ne'er a bar but what's complete,
W: While ilka note is ay sae sweet,
W: That auld and young get to their feet,
W: When they hear Dainty Davie.
W: Until the latest hour o' time,
W: When music a' her pow'r shall tine,
W: Each hill and dale, and grove, shall ring
W: Wi' bonny Dainty Davie.
W: O, Dainty Davie, &c.
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T: NOW ROSY MAY COMES IN
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Now rosy May comes in wi' flow'rs,
W: To deck her gay green spreading bow'rs,
W: And now come in my happy hours,
W: To wander wi' my Davie.
W: The crystal waters round us fa',
W: The merry birds are lovers a',
W: The scented breezes round us blaw,
W: A-wand'ring wi' my Davie.
W: Meet me at the warlock knowe,
W: Bonny Davie, dainty Davie;
W: There I'll spend the day wi' you,
W: My ain dear dainty Davie.
W:
W:2.When purple morning starts the hare,
W: To steal upon her early fare,
W: Then through the dews I will repair,
W: To meet my faithful Davie.
W: When day, expiring in the west,
W: The curtain draws o' Nature's rest,
W: I'll flee to's arms I loe the best,
W: And that's my ain dear Davie.
W: Meet me at, &.c.
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T: CHARMING CHLOE
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.It was the charming month of May,
W: When all the flow'rs were fresh and gay,
W: One morning, by the break of day,
W: The youthful, charming Chloe,
W: From peaceful slumber she arose,
W: Girt on her mantle and her hose,
W: And o'er the flow'ry mead she goes,
W: The youthful, charming Chloe.
W: Lovely was she by the dawn,
W: Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe,
W: Tripping o'er the pearly lawn,
W: The youthful, charming Chloe.
W:
W:2.The feather'd people you might see,
W: Perch'd all around on ev'ry tree,
W: In notes of sweetest melody
W: They hail the charming Chloe:
W: Till painting gay the eastern skies,
W: The glorious sun began to rise;
W: Out-rival'd by the radiant eyes
W: Of youthful, charming Chloe.
W: Lovely was she, &c.
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T: LUCKY NANCY
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.While fops, in saft Italian verse,
W: Ilk fair ane's een and breast rehearse,
W: While sangs abound, and sense is scarce,
W: These lines I have indited:
W: But neither darts nor arrows here,
W: Venus nor Cupid shall appear;
W: And yet wi' these fine sounds, I swear,
W: The maidens are delighted.
W: I was ay telling you,
W: Lucky Nancy, Lucky Nancy,
W: Auld springs wad ding the new,
W: But ye wad never trow me.
W:
W:2.Nor snaw wi' crimson will I mix,
W: To spread upon my lassie's cheeks,
W: And syne th' unmeaning name prefix,
W: Miranda, Chloe, or Phillis.
W: I'll fetch nae simile frae Jove,
W: My height o' ecstacy to prove,
W: Nor sighing, thus, present my love
W: Wi' roses eke and lilies.
W: I was ay telling you, &c.
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W:
W:3.But stay, I had amaist forgot
W: My mistress, and my sang to boot,
W: And that's an unco fau't, I wot;
W: But, Nancy, 'tis nae matter:
W: Ye see I clink my verse wi' rhyme,
W: And, ken ye, that atones the crime;
W: Forbye, how sweet my numbers chime.
W: And slide awa like water.
W: I was ay telling you, &c.
W:
W:4.Now ken, my rev'rend sonsy fair,
W: Thy runkled cheeks and lyart hair,
W: Thy hauf-shut een and hoddling air,
W: Are a' my passion's fuel.
W: Nae skyring gowk, my dear, can see
W: Or love, or grace, or heav'n in thee,
W: Yet thou hast charms enew for me;
W: Then smile, and be na cruel.
W: Leeze me on thy snawy pow,
W: Lucky Nancy, Lucky Nancy;
W: Dryest wood will eithest low,
W: And, Nancy, sae will ye now.
W:
W:5.Troth, I hae sung a sang to you,
W: Which ne'er anither bard wad do;
W: Hear then my charitable vow.
W: Dear venerable Nancy!
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W: But if the warld my passion wrang,
W: And say ye only live in sang,
W: Ken, I despise a sland'rihg tongue,
W: And sing to please my fancy.
W: Leeze me on, &c.
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T: the DAYS O' LANGSYNE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.210-212
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Odd rhythm in bar 1 fixed to be like bars 3, 5, etc.
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D
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(d/e/) | f> e d d3/ B A/ | A> B d
w: When* war had broke in on the peace o' auld
e2 d/ e/ | f> e d d> B A |
w: men, And frae Chel-sea to arms they were
A> B d d2 (d/e/) | f> e d
w: sum-mon'd a-gain, Twa* vet'-rans grown
d> B A | A> B d e2 d/ e/ |
w: grey, wi' their mus-kets sair foil'd, Wi' a
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f> e d d> B A | A> B d d2 |][|
w: sigh, were re-lat-ing how hard they had toil'd.
(f/e/) | d f a d f a | b> a f
w: The* drum it was beat-ing, to fight they in-
e2 (a/g/) | f> e d d> B A |
w: cline, But* ay they look'd back on the
A> B d d2 |]
w: days o' lang-syne.
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W:2.Eh, Davie man, weel thou remembers the time,
W: When twa brisk young callans, and just in our prime.
W: The prince led us, conquer'd, and show'd us the way,
W: And mony a braw chield we turn'd cauld on that day:
W: Still again I wad venture this auld trunk o' mine,
W: Could our gen'ral but lead, or we fight like langsyne.
W:
W:3.But garrison duty is a' we can do;
W: Tho' our arms are worn weak, yet our hearts are still true:
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W: We car'd na for dangers by land or by sea,
W: For time is turn'd coward, and no you and me:
W: And though at our fate we may sadly repine,
W: Youth winna return, nor the strength o' langsyne.
W:
W:4.When after our conquests, it joys me to mind
W: How thy Jean caress'd thee, and my Meg was kind;
W: They shared o' our danger, though ever sae hard,
W: Nor car'd we for plunder, when sic our reward.
W: Ev'n now they're resolv'd baith their hames to resign,
W: And to share the hard fate they were us'd to langsyne.
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T: DONALD AND FLORA
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.19-__
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: Dmix
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[|\
D2 D2 (EF) | A2 {A}F2 B2 | A2 F2 (EF) |
w:1.~When mer-ry* hearts were gay, Care-less of*
A2 {A}F2 d2 | D2 D2 (DE/F/) | A2 F2 d2 |
w: ought but play, Poor Flo-ra** slipt a-way,
A2 F2 (GF) | {F2}E4 D2 | d2 A2 B2 | A2 F2 (ED) |
w: Sad'n-ing to* Mor-ra: Loose flow'd her yel-low hair,*
d2 A2 B2 | d3 e f> e | {e/}d2 A2 (B>A) |
w: Quick heav'd her bo-som bare, And thus to the*
A3 F d> B | A2 D2 (GF) | {F2} E4 D2 |]
w: troubl-ed air, She vent-ed her* sor-row:
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W:2.
W: " Loud howls the northern blast,
W: " Bleak is the dreary wast ;-—
W: " Haste then, O Donald, haste,
W: " Haste to thy Flora.
W: " Twice twelve long months are o'er,
W: " Since on a foreign shore
W: " You promis'd to fight no more,
W: " But meet me in Mora."
W:
W:3.
W: ' Where now is Donald dear?'
W: (Maids cry with taunting sneer);
W: ' Say, is he still sincere
W: ' To his lov'd Flora?'-—
W: " Parents upbraid my moan;
W: " Each heart is turn'd to stone;
W: " Ah, Flora! thou'rt now alone,
W: " And friendless in Mora!
W:
W:4.
W: " Come then, O come away!
W: " Donald! no longer stay!
W: " Where can my rover stray
W: " From his lov'd Flora ?
W: " Ah! sure he ne'er could be
W: " False to his vows and me!
W: " Heavens! is't not yonder he,
W: " Comes bounding o'er Mora? "
W:
W:5.
W: ' Never, O wretched fair!'
W: (Sigh'd the sad messenger,)
W: ' Never shall Donald mair
W: ' Meet his lov'd Flora!
W: ' Cold as yon mountain's snow,
W: ' Donald, thy love, lies low!
W: ' He sent me to soothe thy woe,
W: ' While weeping in Mora.
W:
W:6.
W: ' Well fought our valiant men
W: ' On Saratoga's plain;
W: ' Thrice fled the hostile train
W: ' From British glory.
W: ' But, though our foes did flee,
W: ' Sad was each victory!
W: ' For youth, love, and loyalty,
W: ' Fell far, far from Mora!
W:
W:7.
W: ' Here, take this love- wrought plaid,
W: ' Donald, expiring, said;
W: ' Give it to yon dear maid,
W: ' Drooping in Mora:
W: ' Tell her, O Allan, tell!
W: ' Donald thus bravely fell,
W: ' And that in his last farewel
W: ' He thought on his Flora!'
W:
W:8.
W: Mute stood the trembling fair,
W: Speechless with wild despair!
W: Striking her bosom bare,
W: She sigh'd, " Poor Flora!
W: " Oh Donald !—- well-a-day!"--
W: Flora no more could say;
W: At length the sound died away
W: For ever in Mora!
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T: ETTRICK BANKS
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.10-12
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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(B>A) | G3 F E2 (Bd) | (ed) (Bd) e2 g2 |
w: On* Ett-rick banks, ae* sum-*mer's* night, At
d2 (cB) g2 B2 | {c}B2 (AG) A2 (B>A) |
w: gloam-ing* when the sheep came* hame, I*
G3 F E2 (gf) | Te3 d B2 f2 | (g>ag) f
w: met my las-sie,* braw and tight, Come wa-**ding
(e>fg) e | d2 (B>c) B |: d2 | g3 a
w: bare-**foot a' her* lane: My heart grew
g2 G2 | (B>c) (d>e) d2 (cB) | g3 a g2 (fe) |
w: light; I ran,* and* flang My* arms a-bout her*
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(f>ga) b a2 (ga) | b2 (Ta>g) g2 G2 | B2 d2
w: li-**ly neck, I* kiss'd and* clap'd her there fu'
b3 a | (g>ag) f (e>fg) e | d2 (B>c) B2 :|
w: lang, My words** they were** na mo-ny* feck.
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W:2.I said, My lassie, will ye gang
W: To the Highland hills, some Earse to learn?
W: And I'll gie thee baith cow and ewe,
W: When ye come to the brig of Earn.
W: At Leith auld meal comes in, ne'er fash,
W: And herrings at the Broomilaw;
W: Cheer up your heart, my bonny lass,
W: There's gear to win we never saw.
W:
W:3.A' day when we hae wrought enough,
W: When winter frosts and snaws begin,
W: Soon as the sun gaes west the loch,
W: At night when ye sit down to spin,
W: I'll screw my pipes, and play a spring;
W: And thus the weary night we'll end,
W: Till the tender kid and lamb-time bring
W: Our pleasant simmer back again.
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W:
W:4.Syne when the trees are in their bloom,
W: And gowans glent o'er ilka field,
W: I'll meet my lass amang the broom,
W: And lead her to my simmer shield.
W: There, far frae a' their scornfu' din,
W: That mak the kindly heart their sport,
W: We'll laugh, and kiss, and dance, and sing,
W: And gar the langest day seem short.
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T: the EWE-BUGHTS, MARION
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.51-53
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: Em
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w: Will ye gae to the ewe-bughts,* Mar-ion, And
G2 A> B | g2 (f>g) | e3 z/g/ | (d<B) B2 | c2
w: wear in the sheep wi'* me? The sun* shines sweet,
(B>c) | A2 B ^d | e2 E> c | (BA) (GF) | G3 g |
w: my* Mar-ion, But nae hauf sae sweet* as* thee. The
(d<B) B2 | c2 (B>c) | A2 B> ^d | e2 E> c |
w: sun* shines sweet, my* Mar-ion, But nae hauf sae
(BA) (GF) | E3 |]
w: sweet* as* thee.
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W:2. My Marion's a bonny lass,
W: The blythe blinks ay in her ee:
W: And fain wad I marry Marion,
W: Gin Marion wad marry me.
W:
W:3. There's gowd in your garters, Marion,
W: And silk on your white hause-bane;
W: Fu' fain wad I kiss my Marion,
W: At e'en when I come hame.
W:
W:4. I've nine milk ewes, my Marion,
W: A cow, and a brawny quey;
W: I'll gie them a' to my Marion,
W: Just on her bridal day.
W:
W:5. And yese get a green sey apron,
W: And waistcoat o' Lon'on brown,
W: Then vow but ye will be vap'rin,
W: Whene'er ye gang to the town.
W:
W:6. I'm young and stout, my Marion;
W: Nane dances like me on the green;
W: And gin ye forsake me, Marion,
W: I'll e'en draw up wi' Jean.
W:
W:7. Sae put on your pearlins, Marion,
W: Wi' kirtle of the cramasie;
W: And sae soon's my chin has nae hair on,
W: I shall come west, and see thee.
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T: HOW BLYTHE HAE I BEEN
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.How blythe hae I been wi' my Sandy,
W: As we sat in the howe o' the glen!
W: But nae mair can I meet wi' my Sandy,
W: To the banks o' the Rhine he is gane.
W:
W:2.Alas! that the trumpet's loud clarion
W: Thus draws a' our shepherds afar;
W: O could na the ewe-bughts and Marion
W: Please mair than the horrors o' war!
W:
W:3.Not a plough in our land has been ganging;
W: The ousen hae stood in their sta';
W: Nae flails in our barns hae been banging,
W: For mair than a towmond or twa.
W:
W:4.Waes me, that the trumpet's shrill clarion
W: Thus draws a' our shepherds afar!
W: O, I wish that the ewe-bughts and Marion
W: Could charm frae the horrors o' war.
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T: FAREWEL TO LOCHABER
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.12-14
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: There's a begin-repeat in bar 16, but no end-repeat; not fixed.
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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G>A | B2 B2 B>c | TB3 A Bd | e2 A2 A>B |
w: Fare-*wel to Loch-*a-ber, and* fare-wel my*
{B2}A4 G>A | B2 cB AG | (D3 E) G A |
w: Jean, Where* heart-some* with* thee* I hae
B2 AG GA | G4 G> A | B2 B2 Bc/d/ |
w: mo-ny* days* been; For Loch-a-ber no**
{c}(TB3 A) Bd | e2 A2 AB/c/ | (B2 A2) GA |
w: more,* Loch-*a-ber no** more,* We'll*
B>d cB AG | D2 dc BA | B2 AG GA | G4 ]|:
w: may-*be* re-*turn to* Loch-*a-ber* no* more.
G2 | B>c d2 d2 | d>e dc BA | G2 g2 f2 |
w: These tears* that I shed* they* are* a' for my
g4 G2 | B>c d2 d2 | ed cB AG | G2 g2 ga |
w: dear, And no* for the dan-*gers* at-*tend-ing on*
g4 d2 | =f3 g fg | {=f}e2 d2 eg |
w: weir; Tho' borne on rough* seas to a*
a2 A2 AB/c/ | {B}A4 G>A | B2 cB AG | D3 e dB |
w: far blood-y** shore, May-*be to* re-*turn to Loch-*
B2 AG GA | G4 |]
w: a-ber* no* more.
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W:2.Tho' hurricanes rise, and raise ev'ry wind,
W: They'll ne'er make a tempest like that in my mind;
W: Tho' loudest of thunders on louder waves roar,
W: That's naething like leaving my love on the shore.
W: To leave thee behind me my heart is sair pain'd;
W: But by ease that's inglorious no fame can be gain'd;
W: And beauty and love's the reward of the brave;
W: And I maun deserve it before I can crave.
W:
W:3.Then glory, my Jeany, maun plead my excuse;
W: Since honour commands me, how can I refuse?
W: Without it, I ne'er can have merit for thee,
W: And losing thy favour I'd better not be.
W: I gae, then, my lass, to win glory and fame,
W: And if I should chance to come gloriously hame,
W: I'll bring a heart to thee with love running o'er,
W: And then I'll leave thee and Lochaber no more.
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T: FOR LACK OF GOLD
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.40-42
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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F>E | D3 A (A>Bd) A | B2 (e>f) e2 d B |
w: For* lack of gold** she's left me,* O, And of
d2 a2 (f>ga) d | f2 (a>b) a2 z d | (g>ab) g
w: all that's dear** be-reft me,* O; She me** for-
f>ga f | (gfe) d e2 d f | D3 F
w: sook** for a** great duke, and to end-less
(A>Bd) A | B2 (d>e) d2 :: (d>e) | (fd) (eB)
w: care** has left me,* O. A* star* and*
(dA) (BF) | E2 e2 e2 (fa) | (ba) (fb) (ad) (bd) |
w: gar-*ter* have more art, Than*youth,* a* true* and*
f2 (a>b) a2 (gf) | (g>ab) g (f>ga) f | (gfe) d
w: faith-fu'* heard; For* emp-**ty ti-**tles we** must
e2 (d/e/) f | D3 F | (A>Bd) A |
w: part, and* for glitt'-ring show** she's
B2 (d>e) d2 :|
w: left me,* O.
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W:2.No cruel fair shall ever move
W: My injur'd heart again to love;
W: Thro' distant climates I must rove,
W: Since Jeany she has left me, O.
W: Ye pow'rs above, I to your care
W: Resign my faithless, lovely fair;
W: Your choicest blessings be her share.
W: Tho' she has ever left me, O.
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T: GIL MORRICE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.242-251
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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(G>A) | B2 B2 A B | (e2 d2) {c}B (A/G/) |
w: Gil* Mor-rice was an erle's* son, His*
d2 d2 e f | g4 f2 | e2 d2 B d |
w: name it wax-ed wide; It was na for his
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e2 (gB) {B}A (G/E/) | G2 G2 A> B | {B2}d4 |:
w: great rich-*es, Nor* yet his mei-kle pride;
(g/a/b/a/) | g2 e2 B d | e2 (g>B) {B}A (G/E/) |
w: But*** it was for a la-dy* gay, That*
G2 G2 A> B | d4 :|
w: liv'd on Car-ron side.
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W: 2.Quhair sall I get a bonny boy,
W: That will win hoes and shoen;
W: That will gae to Lord Barnard's ha',
W: And bid his lady cum?
W: And ze maun rin this errand, Willie,
W: And ze maun rin wi' speed;
W: Quhen ither boys gae on their foot,
W: On horseback ze sall ride.
W:
W: 3.Oh no! oh no! my master dear!
W: I daur nae for my life;
W: I'll no gae to the bauld baron's,
W: For to triest furth his wife.
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W: My bird Willie, my boy Willie,
W: My dear Willie, he sayd,
W: How can ze strive against the stream?
W: For I sall be obey'd.
W:
W: 4.But, O my master dear! he cry'd,
W: In grene wod ze're zour lain;
W: Gie owre sic thochts, I wald ze rede,
W: For fear ze should be tain.
W: Haste, haste, I say, gae to the ha',
W: Bid hir cum here wi' speid:
W: If ze refuse my high command,
W: I'll gar zour body bleid.
W:
W: 5.Gae bid hir tak this gay mantel,
W: It's a' gowd but the hem;
W: Bid hir cum to the gude grene wode,
W: And bring nane but her lain:
W: And there it is, a silken sarke,
W: Hir ain hand sew'd the slieve;
W: And bid hir come to Gil Morrice;
W: Spier nae bauld baron's leave.
W:
W: 6.Yes, I will gae zour black errand,
W: Tho' it be to zour cost ;
W: Sen ze by me will nae be warn'd,
W: In it ze sall find frost.
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W: The baron he's a man of might,
W: He neir could bide to taunt,
W: As ze will see, before it's night,
W: How sma' ze hae to vaunt.
W:
W: 7.And sen I maun zour errand rin,
W: Sae sair against my will,
W: I'se mak a vow, and keip it trow.
W: It sall be done for ill.
W: And when he cam to Broken Brigue,
W: He bent his bow and swam,
W: And when he cam to grass growing,
W: Set down his feet and ran.
W:
W: 8.And when he cam to Barnard's ha'.
W: Would neither chap nor ca',
W: Bot set his bent bow to his briest,
W: And lightly lap the wa'.
W: He wadna tell the man his errand,
W: Tho' he stude at the gait,
W: Bot straight into the ha' he cam,
W: Quhair they were set at meit.
W:
W: 9.Hail! hail! my gentle sire and dame!
W: My message winna waite;
W: Dame, ze maun to the gude grene wode.
W: Before that it be late.
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W: Ze're bidden tack this gay mantel.
W: It's a' gowd bot the hem:
W: Zou maun gae to the gude grene wade,
W: Ev'n by zoursel alane.
W:
W:10.And there it is, a silken sarke,
W: Zour ain hand sew'd the slieve;
W: Ze maun gae speik to Gil Morrice;
W: Spier nae bauld baron's leive.
W: The lady stamped wi' hir foot,
W: And winked wi' hir ee;
W: Bot a' that she could say or do,
W: Forbidden he wad nae be.
W:
W:11.It's surely to my bow'r-woman;
W: It neir could be to me.
W: I brought it to Lord Barnard's lady;
W: I trow that ze be she.
W: Then up and spack the wylie nurse,
W: (The bairn upon her knee),
W: If it be cum from Gil Morrice,
W: It's dear welcum to me.
W:
W:12.Ze lied, ze lied, ze filthy nurse,
W: Sae loud's I heire ze lee;
W: I brought it to Lord Barnard's lady;
W: I trow ze be nae she.
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W: Then up and spack the bauld baron,
W: An angr y man was he;
W: He's tain the table wi' his loot,
W: Sae has he wi' his knee,
W: Till silver cup and ezar dish
W: In flinders he gard flee.
W:
W:13.Gae bring a robe o' zour cliding,
W: That hings upon the pin;
W: And I'll gae to the gude grene wode,
W: And speik wi' zour lemman.
W: O bide at hame, now, Lord Barnard,
W: I ward ze bide at hame;
W: Neir wyte a man for violence,
W: That neir wyte ze wi' nane.
W:
W:14.Gil Morrice sat in gude grene wode,
W: He whistled and he sang:
W: O what means a' the folk coming?
W: My mother tarries lang.
W: His hair was like the threds o' gowd,
W: Drawn from Minerva's loome;
W: His lips like roses drapplng dew,
W: His breath was a perfume.
W:
W:15.His brow was like the mountain snaw.
W: Gilt by the morning beam:
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W: His cheiks like living roses glow:
W: His een like azure stream.
W: The boy was clad in robes of grene,
W: Sweet as the infant spring:
W: And like the mavis on the bush,
W: He gart the vallies ring.
W:
W:16.The baron cam to the grene wode,
W: Wi' muckle dule and care,
W: And there he first spied Gil Morrice,
W: Kaiming his zellow hair,
W: That sweetly waved round his face,
W: That face beyond compare:
W: He sang sae sweet, it might dispel
W: A' rage but fell despair.
W:
W:17.Nae wonder, nae wonder, Gil Morrice,
W: My lady loed thee weel:
W: The fairest part of my body
W: Is blacker than thy heel.
W: Zet zier-the-less now, Gil Morrice,
W: For a* thy great bewty,
W: Ze's rew the day ze eir was born;
W: That head sall gae wi' me.
W:
W:18.Now he has drawn his trusty brand,
W: And slaited on the strae;
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W: And thro' Gil Morrice' fair body
W: He's gard cauld iron gae.
W: And he has tain Gil Morrice' head,
W: And set it on a speir:
W: The meanest man in a' his train
W: Has gotten that head to bear.
W:
W:19.And he has tain Gil Morrice up,
W: Laid him across his steid,
W: And brought him to his painted bow'r,
W: And laid him on a bed.
W: The lady sat on castil wa',
W: Beheld baith dale and doun,
W: And there she saw Gil Morrice' head
W: Cum trailing to the toun.
W:
W:20.Far better I loe that bluidy head,
W: Bot and that zellow hair,
W: Than Lord Barnard and a' his lands,
W: As they lig here and thair.
W: And she has tain her Gil Morrice,
W: And kiss'd baith mouth and chin:
W: I was ance as fow o' Gil Morrice
W: As the hip is o' the stane.
W:
W:21.I got ze in my father's house,
W: Wi' mickle sin and shame;
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W: I brocht ze up in gude grene wode,
W: Under the heavy rain.
W: Oft have I by thy cradle sat,
W: And fondly seen thee sleip;
W: But now I'll gae about thy grave,
W: The saut teirs for to weip.
W:
W:22.And syne she kiss'd his bluidy cheik,
W: And syne his bluidy chin:
W: O better I loe my Gil Morrice
W: Than a' my kith and kin!
W: Away, away, ze ill woman,
W: And an ill deith may ze dee!
W: Gin I had kend he'd been zour son,
W: He'd neir been slain for me.
W:
W:23.Obraid me not, my Lord Barnard!
W: Obraid me not for shame!
W: Wi' that same spier, O pierce my heart.
W: And put me out o' pain.
W: Since naething but Gil Morrice' head
W: Thy jealous rage could quell,
W: Let that saim hand now tack hir life.
W: That neir to thee did ill.
W:
W:24.To me nae after days nor nichts
W: Will eir prove true or kind;
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W: I'll fill the air with heavy sighs.
W: And greet till I am blind.
W: Enouch o' bluid by me's bin spilt,
W: Seek not zour death frae me;
W: I rather it had bin mysel,
W: Than eather him or thee.
W:
W:25.Wi' waefou wae I hear zour plaint;
W: Sair, sair I rew the deid,
W: That eir this cursed hand o' mine
W: Had gard his body bleid.
W: Dry up zour tears, my winsom dame,
W: Ze neir can heal the wound;
W: Ze see his head upon the speir,
W: His heart's bluid on the ground.
W:
W:26.I curse the hand that did the deid,
W: The heart that thocht the ill,
W: The feit that bore me wi' sic speid,
W: The comely zouth to kill.
W: I'll ay lament for Gil Morrice,
W: As gin he were my ain;
W: I'll neir forget the dreiry day,
W: On which the zouth was slain.
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T: GREEN GROW THE RASHES
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.156-158
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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D/ | G G B A | B G G> B |
w: There's nought but care on ev'-ry han', In
A A e d | e A A> B | c B c e |
w: ev'-ry hour that pass-es, O; What sig-ni-fies the
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d B G> B | A c B A | G E E2 |]
w: life o' man, An' 'twere na for the lass-es, O.
G2 g> f | g d d2 | e2 a g |
w: Green grow the rash-es, O, Green grow the
a e e> f | g> a g e | (d/c/) (B/A/)
w: rash-es, O: The sweet-est hours that e'er* I*
G> B | A c B A | G E E2 |]
w: spent, Were spent a-mang the lass-es, O.
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W:2.The war'ly race may riches chase,
W: And riches still may fly them, O,
W: And though at last they catch them fast,
W: Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.
W: Green grow, &c.
W:
W:3.Gie me a canny hour at e'en,
W: My arms about my dearie, O,
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W: And war'ly cares, and war'ly men,
W: May a' gae tapsalteerie, O.
W: Green grow, &c.
W:
W:4.For you sae douce, ye sneer at this,
W: Ye're nought but senseless asses, O;
W: The wisest man the warld e'er saw,
W: He dearly lo'ed the lasses, O.
W: Green grow, &c.
W:
W:5.Auld nature swears, the lovely dears,
W: Her noblest work she classes, O;
W: Her 'prentice han' she tried on man,
W: And then she made the lasses, O.
W: Green grow, &c.
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T: GUDE FORGI'E ME FOR LYIN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.148-150
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: G
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(G/A/) | B> A B G> A G | B> A B
w: Ae* day a braw wo-er came down the lang
G2 (d/c/) | B c A G B d |
w: glen, And* sair wi' his love he did
e3 d2 B/ c/ | d e f g f e |
w: deave me; But I said, there was nae-thing I
d g B {B}A2 (G/A/) | {GA}B2 D D E G |
w: ha-ted like men, The* deuce tak him to be-
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A> G A B> G A | {GA}B2 D
w: lieve me, be-lieve me; The deuce tak
D E G | A3 G2 |]
w: him to be-lieve me.
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W:2.A weel stocket mailen, himsel for the laird,
W: A bridal aff hand was the proffer,
W: I never loot on that I kent it, or car'd,
W: But thought I might get a waur offer.
W:
W:3.He spak o' the darts o' my bonny black een,
W: And how for my love he was diein;
W: I said he might die when he liket for Jean,
W: The Gude forgi'e me for liein!
W:
W:4.But what do ye think, in a fortnight or less,
W: (The deil's in his taste to gae near her),
W: He's down, the lang glen to my black cousin Bess,
W: Guess ye how the jade I could bear her!
W:
W:5.Sae a' the neist ouk as I fretted wi' care,
W: I gade to the tryst o' Dulgarlock;
W: And wha but my braw fickle wooer was there,
W: Wha glowr'd as if he'd seen a warlock.
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W:
W:6.Out o'er my left shouther I gied him a blink,
W: Lest neibours should think I was saucy;
W: My wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink,
W: And vow'd that I was a dear lassie.
W:
W: I spier'd for my cousin, fu' couthie and sweet,
W: If she had recover'd her hearin;
W: And how my auld shoon fitted her shachel'd feet,
W: Gude safe us! how he fell a swearin.
W:
W: He begg'd me, for gudesake, that I'd be his wife,
W: Or else I wad kill him wi' sorrow;
W: Sae just to preserve the poor body in life,
W: I think I shall wed him to-morrow.
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T: HEATHER BRAES
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.124-126
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: G
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D | G2 B A2 B | G2 g (gf) e |
w: When gloom-y night had ta-ken flight,* Chac'd
(dc) B (cd) e | A3 (cB) A | G2 B A2 B |
w: by* the rud-*dy morn-ing,* When dai-sies fair per-
G2 g (gf) e | (dB) G A2 B | G3 B2 B |
w: fume the air,* Each hill* and dale a-dorn-ing; As
(AF) A d2 B | (AF) A d2 e |
w: forth* I hied, young Jock-*ey cried, My
(fe) d (dB) e | (^c3 A2) A | B2 d A2 d |
w: bon-*ny las-*sie, stay;* O gang wi' me, and
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(FG) A D2 d | e2 e (^cB) c | (d3 Hf2) D |
w: chat* a wee, U-pon the hea-*ther brae.* As
G2 B A2 B | G2 g (gf) e |
w: forth I hied, young Jock-ey cried,* My
(dc) B (cd) e | (A3 cB) A | G2 B A2 B |
w: bon-*ny las-*sie, stay;** O gang wi' me, and
G2 g g2 Hy e | (dB) G A2 B | (e3 g2) e |
w: chat a wee, U-pon* the hea-ther brae,* U-
(dB) G A2 B | (G3 B2) |]
w: pon* the hea-ther brae.*
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W:2.A maid too soon may grant a boon,
W: Too late repent her folly;
W: And what reward meets her regard,
W: But grief and melancholy;
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W: For all mankind are false as wind,
W: Or like an April day;
W: Then seek not me to chat with thee,
W: Upon the heather brae.
W:
W:3.The bonny swain then tun'd a strain
W: So wonderfully pleasing,
W: That while he play'd, his music made
W: Me wish it never ceasing.
W: Now fraught with joy that ne'er can cloy,
W: I bless the happy day,
W: i first did meet my Jockey sweet,
W: Upon the heather brae.
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T: HERE AWA, THERE AWA
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.175-177
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G % Mostly G, with endings in Em.
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d3 c (BA) | G3 A G2 | A3 G A2 | B2 e4 |
w: Here a-wa,* there a-wa, here a-wa, Wil-lie;
d3 c (BA) | G3 A B2 | B3 A B2 | E6 ::
w: Here a-wa,* there a-wa, haud a-wa hame.
B2 e2 ^d2 | (e3 f) g2 | d3 e (dc) |
w: Lang hae I sought* thee, dear hae I*
(B3 c) d2 | B2 e2 ^d2 | e3 f g | B3 A B2 |
w: bought* thee, Now I hae got-ten my Wil-lie a-
E6 :|
w: gain.
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W:2.Through the lang muir I hae follow'd my Willie,
W: Through the lang muir I hae follow'd him hame;
W: Whate'er betide us, nought shall divide us,
W: Love now rewards a' my sorrow and pain.
W:
W:3.Here awa, there awa, here awa, Willie,
W: Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame:
W: Come, love, believe me, naething can grieve me;
W: Ilka thing pleases when Willie's at hame.
W:
W:4.Gin ye meet my love, kiss her and clap her,
W: And gin ye meet my love, dinna think shame:
W: Gin ye meet my love, kiss her and clap her,
W: And shew her the way to haud awa hame.
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T: WANDERING WILLIE
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Here awa, ihere awa, wandering Willie,
W: Here awa, there awa, haud awa hame;
W: Come to my bosom, my ain only deary,
W: Tell me thou bring'st me, my Willie, the same.
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W:
W:2.Winter winds blew loud and cauld at our parting;
W: Fears for my Willie brought tears in my ee:
W: Welcome now simmer, and welcome my Willie,
W: The simmer to nature, my Willie to me.
W:
W:3.Rest, ye wild storms, in the cave of your slumbers;
W: How your dread howling a lover alarms!
W: Wauken, ye breezes! row gently, ye billows!
W: And waft my dear laddie ance mair to my arms.
W:
W:4.But ah! if he's faithless, and minds na his Nannie,
W: Flow still between us, thou wide roaring main.
W: May I never see it, may I never trow it,
W: But, dying, believe that my Willie's my ain.
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T: HIGHLAND HARRY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.62-63
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Fixed several rhythm mismatches, mostly missing dots, by comparing with other similar measures.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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E | E <E E> F F <E E> B |
w: My Har-ry was a gal-lant gay, Fu'
d B A> F F <D D> d | B> A B>
w: state-ly strade he on the plain; But now he's ba-
d e> f e> d | B> d (B/A/) F E <E E2 |][|
w: nish'd far a-way, I'll ne-ver see* him back a-gain.
e2 e> f e <e e2 | (d>e) d> B (A/G/) (F/E/) D> d |
w: O for him back a-gain! O* for him back* a-*gain! I
B> A B d e> f e> d |
w: wad gie a' Knock-has-pie's land, For
B> A d> F E <E E2 |]
w: High-land Har-ry back a-gain.
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W:2.When a' the lave gae to their bed,
W: I wander dowie up the glen;
W: I sit me down and greet my fill,
W: And ay I wish him back again.
W: O for him, &c.
W:
W:3.O were some villains hangit high,
W: And ilka body had their ain;
W: Then I might see the joyfu' sight,
W: My Highland Harry back again.
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T: the HIGHLAND LADDIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.266-270
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D
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D | (D>E) D (F>G) F | (A>B) A {de}f2d |
w: The Law-*land lads* think they* are fine, But
(dA) F (G>A) B | (Ad) F F E D |
w: O* they're vain* and i-*dly gau-dy; How
(D>E) D (A>B) A | (d>e) d {fg}a2 f |
w: much* un-like* the grace-*fu' mein, And
(fd) A B> c d | (A>B) A F D2 |
w: man-*ly looks of my High-*land lad-die.
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F2 G A d2 | {de}(f>e) d e A G |
w: O my bon-ny High-*land lad-die, My
F2 {de}f {f}e2 d | c2 d e A G |
w: hand-some charm-ing High-land lad-die; May
{G}F2 d {d}c2 B | A2 {ef}g {g}Hf2 e |
w: heav'n still guard, and love re-ward, The
(f/g/a/f/) (e/d/) B> c d | (A>B) A F D |]
w: Law-***land* lass and her High-*land lad-die.
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W:2.If I were free at will to chuse,
W: To be the wealthiest Lawland lady,
W: I'd tak young Donald without trews,
W: With bonnet blue and belted plaidy,
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:3.The brawest beau in burrows town,
W: In a' his airs, wi' art made ready,
W: Compar'd to him, he's but a clown,
W: He's finer far in's tartan plaidy,
W: O my bonny, &c.
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W:
W:4.O'er benty hill wi' him I'll run,
W: And leave my Lawland kin and daddy;
W: Frae winters cauld, and simmer's sun,
W: He'll screen me wi' his Highland plaidy.
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:5.A painted room, and silken bed,
W: May please a Lawland laird and lady;
W: But I can kiss, and be as glad,
W: Behind a bush, in's Highland plaidy.
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:6.Few compliments between us pass;
W: I ca' him my dear Highland laddie,
W: And he ca's me his Lawland lass,
W: Syne rows me in beneath his plaidy,
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:7.Nae greater joy I'll e'er pretend,
W: Than that his love prove true and steady,
W: Like mine to him, which ne'er shall end,
W: While heav'n preserves my Highland laddie,
W: O my bonny, &c.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.The Lawland maids gang trig and fine,
W: But aft they're sour and unco sausy;
W: Sae proud, they never can be kind,
W: Like my good-humour'd Highland lassie.
W: O my bonny Highland lassie,
W: My hearty smiling Highland lassie;
W: May never care mak thee less fair,
W: But bloom of youth still bless my lassie.
W:
W:2.Than ony lass in burrows-town,
W: Wha mak their cheeks wi' patches mottie,
W: I'd tak my Katie but a gown,
W: Bare-footed, in her little coatie,
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:3.Beneath the brier or brecken bush
W: Whene'er I kiss and court my dawtie,
W: Happy and blythe as ane wad wish,
W: My flighterin heart gangs pittie-pattie.
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:4.O'er highest heathery hills I'll sten'd,
W: Wi' cockit gun and ratches tenty,
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W: To drive the deer out o' their den.
W: To feast my lass on dishes dainty,
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:5.There's nane shall dare, by deed or word,
W: 'Gainst her to wag a tongue or finger,
W: While I can weild my trusty sword,
W: Or frae my side whisk out a whinger.
W: O my bonny, &c.
W:
W:6.The mountains clad with purple bloom,
W: And berries ripe, invite my treasure
W: To range with me; let great fouk gloom,
W: While wealth and pride confound their pleasure.
W: O my bonny, &c.
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T: the HONEST MAN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.118-123
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: Is* there for ho-next po-ver-ty, Wha
f> e d A B2 B (f/e/) | d> e d A
w: hangs his head, and a' that? The* cow-ard slave, we
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B d e> g | f> e d B A2 A |][|
w: pass him by, And dare be poor for a' that.
g | (f>g) a f (g>f) e> g | f> g a d
w: For a'* that, and a'* that, Our toils ob-scure, and
B2 B g | f> g a (f/a/) b e e> f |
w: a' that; The rank is but the* gui-nea stamp, The
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w: man's the gowd, for* a' that.
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W:2.What though on hamely fare we dine,
W: Wear hodden grey, and a' that?
W: Gie fools their silk, and knaves their wine,
W: A man's a man for a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: Their tinsel shew, and a' that;
W: An honest man, though ne'er sae poor.
W: Is chief o' men, for a' that.
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W:
W:3.Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord,
W: Wha struts and stares, and a' that,
W: Though hundreds worship at his word,
W: He's but a coof, for a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: His ribband, star, and a' that;
W: A man o' independent mind
W: Can look and laugh at a* that.
W:
W:4.The king can mak a belted knight,
W: A marquis, duke, and a' that;
W: An honest man's aboon his might,
W: Guid faith, he manna fa' that!
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: His dignities, and a' that;
W: The pith o' sense, and pride o' worthy
W: Are grander far than a' that.
W:
W:5.Then let us pray that come it may,
W: As come it shall, for a' that,
W: When sense and worth, o'er a' the earth,
W: Shall bear the gree, and a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: It's coming yet, for a' that,
W: When man and man, the warld o'er,
W: Shall brithers be, and a' that.
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T: to the same air
K:
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W:1.How hard's the fate of womankind,
W: When I think on't, for a' that;
W: Though they meet a laddie to their mind,
W: They darena tell't, for a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: And twice as meikle's a' that ;
W: Though they looe the laddie e'er sae weel,
W: They dare na tell, for a' that.
W:
W:2.The warld's sae censorious grown,
W: When I think on't, for a' that,
W: Gars us conceal our sentiments,
W: And say we hate, and a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: And twice as meikle's a' that;
W: Though we looe the laddie e'er sae weel,
W: We dare na tell, for a' that.
W:
W:3.But I was never ane o' these
W: That play the fool, and a' that;
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W: For the lad looes me that I like best.
W: And he'll be mine, for a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: And twice as meikle's a' that,
W: The bonny lad that I iooe best
W: Shall be my ain, for a' that.
W:
W:4.And now we're married, and do live
W: In plenty, peace, and a' that;
W: I'm happy in my laddie's arms,
W: Baith night and day, and a' that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: And twice as meikle's a' that,
W: The bonny lad that I looe best
W: Is now my ain, for a' that.
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T: to the same air
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W:1.Though women's minds, like winter winds,
W: May shift and turn, and a' that,
W: The noblest breast adores them maist,
W: A consequence I draw that.
W: For a' that, and a' that,
W: And twice as meikle's a' that,
W: The bonny lass that I looe best
W: She'll be my ain, for a' that.
W:
W:2.Great love I bear to a' the fair,
W: Their humble slave, and a' that;
W: But lordly will, I hold it still
W: A mortal sin to thraw that.
W: For a' that, &c.
W:
W:3.But there is ane aboon the lave
W: Has wit and sense, and a' that;
W: A bonny lass, 1 like her best,
W: And wha a crime dare ca' that.
W: For a' that, &c.
W:
W:4.In rapture sweet this hour we meet,
W: Wi' mutual love, and a' that;
W: But for how lang the flie may stang,
W: Let inclination law that.
W: For a' that, &c.
W:
W:5.Their tricks and craft hae put me daft.
W: They've ta'en me in, and a' that;
W: But clear your decks, and here's the sex
W: I like the jades for a' that.
W: For a' that, &c.
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T: HOW SWEET THIS LONE VALE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.282-283
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: In bar 5, 8th-note changed to 16th-note to fix the rhythm.
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: How* sweet this lone vale, and how
B> A B d> B A | A> B A
w: sooth-ing to feel-ing, Yon night-in-gale's
{de}f> e d | Te> d (d/f/) {e}d2 (d/B/) |
w: notes, which in me-lo-dy* melt; Ob-*
A> B A {g}f> e d | B> A B d B A |
w: li-vion of woe o'er my mind gent-ly steal-ing, A
A> B A {de}f> e d | e> d e d2 ::
w: pause from keen sor-row a mo-ment is felt.
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e | f> e f g> f (e/d/) |
w: The moon's yel-low light o'er the*
B> A B d> B A | f> e f
w: still lake is sleep-ing; Ah! near the sad
g> f (e/d/) | e> d e | d2 e |
w: spot Ma-ry* sleeps in her tomb! A-
f> e f (g>f) (e/d/) | B> A B
w: gain the heart swells,* the* eye flows with
d> B A/ A/ | A> B A {de}f e d |
w: weep-ing, And the sweets of the vale are all
Te> d e d2 :|
w: sha-dow'd with gloom.
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T: I'LL NEVER LEAVE THEE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.60-62
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: D
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D2 F> G A2 | {G}F3 E D2 | E2 (G/A/B) (AF) |
w: One day I heard Ma-ry say, How shall** I*
{F2}E4 D2 | D2 F> G {F G} A2 | F3 E D2 |
w: leave thee? Stay, dear-est A-do-nis, stay!
(E<F) (d<B) (A<F) | {F2}E4 D2 :: c | d3 c (B/c/d) |
w: Why* wilt* thou* grieve me? A-las! my fond**
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(c/d/e) (d<c) (B<A) | B3 A (B/A/F) | d3 e {d e }f2 |
w: heart** will* break,* If thou should** leave me! I'll
B3 A (Fd) | {B}A2 (GF) (ED) | (E<F) (dB) (AF) |
w: live and die* for thy* sake,* Yet* Ne-*ver*
{F2}E4 D2 :|
w: leave thee.
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W:2.Say, lovely Adonis, say,
W: Has Mary deceiv'd thee?
W: Did e'er her young heart betray
W: New love to grieve thee?
W: My constant mind ne'er shall stray,
W: Thou may'st believe me;
W: I'll love thee, lad, night and day,
W: And never leave ihee.
W:
W:3.Adonis, my charming youth,
W: What can relieve thee?
W: Can Mary thy anguish soothe?
W: This breast shall receive thee,
W: My passion shall ne'er decay,
W: Never deceive thee:
W: Delight shall drive pain away,
W: Pleasure revive thee.
W:
W:4.But leave thee, lad, leave thee, lad,
W: How shall I leave thee?
W: O! that thought makes me sad;
W: I'll never leave thee.
W: Where would my Adonis fly?
W: Why does he grieve me?
W: Alas! my poor heart will die,
W: If I should leave thee.
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T: I HAD A HORSE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.54-58
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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D | G <G G2 g> e | d> B A3 B |
w: I had a horse, and I had nae mair, I
G <G G3 A | B E2 z(D/E/) | G> G G2
w: gat it frae my dad-die; My* purse was light,
g e | d> B A3 B/ B/ | G <G G3 A |
w: and my heart was sair, But my wit it was fu'
B E3 z ][ G | c c {B d}c3 c | B B B3 G |
w: rea-dy. So I be-thought me on a time, Out-
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A <A A3 B | B e3 zg | d> e g2 g/a/ b |
w: wit-tens o' my dad-die, To fee my-sel to* a
a g e3 g | (d/B/) (A/G/) G3 A | B E3 |]
w: Law-land laird, Wha had* a* bon-ny la-dy.
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W:2.I wrote a letter, and thus began:
W: "Madam, be not offended;
W: "I'm owre the lugs in love wi' you,
W: "And I carena though ye kend it:
W: "For I get little frae the laird,
W: "And far less frae my daddy,
W: "Yet I wad blythely be the man
W: "Wad strive to please my lady."
W:
W:3.She read my letter, and she leugh;
W: "Ye needna been sae blate, man,
W: "Ye might hae come to me yoursel,
W: "And tauld me a' your state, man.
W: "Ye might hae come to me yoursel,
W: "Outwittens o' ony body,
W: "And made John Goukston o' the laird,
W: "And kiss'd his bonny lady."
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W:
W:4.Then she pat siller in my purse,
W: We drank wine in a cogie;
W: She fee'd a man to rub my horse,
W: And vow, but I was vogie!
W: But I ne'er gat sae sair a fleg
W: Since I cam frae my daddie;
W: The laird cam rap, rap! to the yett,
W: When I was wi' his lady.
W:
W:5.Then she pat me behint a chair,
W: And hap'd me wi' a plaidy,
W: But I was like to swarf wi' fear,
W: And wish'd me wi' my daddie.
W: The laird gade out, he saw na me,
W: I staid till I was ready;
W: T promis'd, but I ne'er gade back
W: To see his bonny lady.
W:
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T: O POORTITH CAULD
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.O poortith cauld, and restless love,
W: Ye break my peace between ye!
W: Yet poortith a' I could forgive,
W: If 'twere na for my Jeanie.
W: O why should fate sic pleasure have,
W: Love's dearest band untwining!
W: Or why sae sweet a flow'r as love
W: Depend on fortune's shining.
W:
W:2. This warld's wealth when I think on,
W: Its pride, and a' the lave o't,
W: Fie, fie, on silly coward man,
W: That he should be the slave o't.
W: O why should fate, &c.
W:
W:3. Her een, sae bonny blue, betray
W: How she repays my passion;
W: But prudence is her o'erword ay,
W: She talks o' rank and fashion.
W: O why should fate, &c.
W:
W:4. O wha can prudence think upon,
W: Wi' sic a lassie by him?
W: O wha can prudence think upon,
W: And sae in love as I am.
W: O why should fate, &c.
W:
W:5. How blest the humble cotter's fate!
W: He wooes his simple dearie;
W: The silly bogles, wealth and state,
W: Can never mak him eerie.
W: Then why should fate sic pleasure have,
W: Love's dearest band untwining?
W: Or sic a tender flow'r as love
W: Depend on fortune's shining.
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T: JENNY'S BAWBEE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.86-89
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: G
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w: I* met four chaps yon birks a-mang, Wi'*
c E (A/B/) (A/G/) F D D (B/c/) | d> e d c
w: hang-ing lugs* and* fa-ces lang; I* spier'd at nei-bour
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B G G> B | E E {G}F D G2 |]
w: Baul-dy Strang, What are they these we see?
(G/A/) | B G c A B G G (A/B/) |
w: Quoth* he, Ilk cream-fac'd paw-ky chiel' Thinks*
c E (A/B/) (A/G/) F D D (G/A/) | B G c A
w: him-sel cun-*nin* as the de'il, And* here they cam a-
B G {B c}d2 | E E (FD) G3 z |]
w: wa to steal Jen-ny's baw-*bee.
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W:2.The first, a captain to his trade,
W: Wi' ill-lin'd scull, and back weel clad,
W: March'd round the barn, and by the shed,
W: And papped on his knee:
W: Quoth he, "My goddess, nymph, and queen,
W: " Your beauty's dazzl'd baith my een!"
W: But de'il a beauty he had seen
W: But Jenny's bawbee.
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W:
W:3 A Norland laird neist trotted up,
W: Wi' bassen'd naig and siller whup;
W: Cried, "Here's my beast, lad, haud the grup,
W: " Or tie him to a tree.
W: " What's gowd to me, I've walth o' Ian'--
W: " Bestow on ane o' worth your han'."
W: He thought to pay what he was awn
W: Wi' Jenny's bawbee.
W:
W:4.A lawyer neist, wi' bleth'rin gab,
W: Wi' speeches wove like ony wab;
W: O' ilk ane's corn he took a dab,
W: And a' for a fee:
W: Accounts he ow'd through a' the town,
W: And tradesmens tongues nae mair could drown;
W: But now he thought to clout his gown
W: Wi' Jenny's bawbee.
W:
W:5.Quite spruce, just frae the washin tubs,
W: A fool cam neist, but life has rubs;
W: Foul were the roads, and fu' the dubs,
W: And sair besmear'd was he:
W: He danc'd up, squintin through a glass,
W: And grinn'd, "I'faith, a bonny lass."
W: He thought to win, wi' front o' brass,
W: Jenny's bawbee.
W:
W:6.She bade the laird gae kaim his wig,
W: The sodger not to strut sae big,
W: The lawyer not to be a prig;
W: The fool he cried, "Tee-hee!
W: " I kend that I could never fail:"
W: But she prinn'd the dishclout to his tail,
W: And cool'd him wi' a water-pail,
W: And kept her bawbee.
W:
W:7.Then Johnny cam, a lad o' sense,
W: Although he had na mony pence;
W: He took young Jenny to the spence,
W: Wi' her to crack a wee.
W: Now Johnny was a clever chiel',
W: And here his suit he press'd sae weel,
W: That Jenny's heart grew saft as jeel,
W: And she birl'd her bawbee.
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X:39
T: JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.105-108
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C|
L: 1/8
K: Am
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w: John* An-der-son, my jo, John, when* we were
G2 ^F2 | G6 (AG) | E2 A2 A2 B2 | c4 c2 d2 |
w: first ac-quaint, Your* locks were like the ra-ven, your
e3 d c2 d2 | e6 (g>f) | e3 d c2 d2 |
w: bon-ny brow was brent; But* now ye're turn-ed
(e3 f) g2 (fe) | d3 c B2 c2 | d6 (cd) |
w: bald,* John, your* locks are like the snow, My*
e2 c2 d2 (cB) | c2 (BA) B2 (AG) | E2 A2
w: bless-ings on your* fros-ty* pow, John* An-der-
A2 ^G2 | A6 |]
w: son, my jo.
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W:2.John Anderson, my jo, John, ye were my first conceit,
W: And ay at kirk and market, I've kept you trim and neat;
W: There's some folk say ye're failing, John, but I scarce believe it's so,
W: For ye're ay the same kind man to me, John Anderson, my jo.
W:
W:3.John Anderson, my jo, John, we've seen our bairns' bairns,
W: And yet, my dear John Anderson, I'm happy in your arms,
W: And sae are ye in mine, John, I'm sure ye'll ne'er say no,
W: Though the days are gane that we hae seen, John Anderson, my jo.
W:
W:4.John Anderson, my jo, John, our siller ne'er was rife,
W: And yet we ne'er saw poverty sin' we were man and wife;
W: We've ay haen bit and brat, John, great blessings here elow,
W: And that helps to keep peace at hame, John Anderson, my jo.
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W:
W:5.John Anderson, my jo, John, the warld loes us baith;
W: We ne'er spak ill o' neibours, John, nor did them ony skaith;
W: To live in peace and quietness was a' our care, ye know,
W: And I'm sure they'll greet when we are dead, John Anderson, my jo.
W:
W:6.John Anderson, my jo, John, frae year to year we've past,
W: And soon that year maun come, John, will bring us to our last;
W: But let not that affright us, John, our hearts were ne'er our foe,
W: While in innocent delight we've liv'd, John Anderson, my jo.
W:
W:7.John Anderson, my jo, John, we clamb the hill thegither,
W: And mony a canty day, John, we've had wi' ane anither;
W: Now we maun totter down, John, but hand in hand we'll go,
W: And we'll sleep thegither at the fit, John Anderson, my jo.
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T: KAIL BROSE O' AULD SCOTLAND
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.190-192
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D
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A/ A/ | d> e d c d e | f> e d
w: When our an-cient fore-fa-thers a-greed wi' the
e2 c/ c/ | d> e d (cd) c | B E ^G
w: laird, For a piece o' gude ground* to be a kail-
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A2 A | B G B d2 c/ B/ | A F
w: yard, It was to the brose that they paid their
D B3 | e> f g c B A | d3 G2 F |
w: re-gard. O, the kail-brose of auld Scot-land, And
(GA) B A d c | d3- d2 |]
w: O,* the Scot-tish kail-brose!*
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W:2.When Fergus, the first of our kings, I suppose,
W: At the head of his nobles had vanquish'd our foes,
W: Just before they began, they'd been feasting on brose.
W: O, the kail-brose, &c.
W:
W:3.Our sodgers were drest in their kilts and short hose,
W: Wi' their bonnets and belts, which their dress did compose,
W: And a bag of oatmeal on their backs to be brose.
W: O, the kail-brose, &c.
W:
W:4.At our annual elections for bailies or mayor,
W: Nae kickshaws o' puddings or tarts were seen there;
W: But a cog o' gude brose was the favourite fare,
W: O, the kail-brose, 8tc.
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W:
W:5.But now since the thistle is join'd to the rose,
W: And the English nae langer are counted our foes,
W: We've lost a great deal o' our relish for brose.
W: O, the kail-brose, &c.
W:
W:6.Yet each true-hearted Scotsman, by nature jocose,
W: Likes always to feast on a cog o' gude brose;
W: And thanks be to heav'n, we've yet plenty o' those.
W: O, the kail-brose, &c.
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T: KATH'RINE OGIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.34-38
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Bm
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(BA) | F2 (Bc) B3 c | d2 (cB) B2 (cd) |
w: As* walk-ing* forth to view the* plain, U-*
e3 f (ec) (Bc) | (A3 B) c2 (BA) | F2 (Bc)
w: pon a morn-*ing* ear-*ly, While* May's sweet*
B3 c | (d>e) (c>d) B2 (ag) | f2 (e/d/c)
w: scent did cheer* my* brain, From* flow'rs which**
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(d>e) (c>d) | B4 f2 ][ (Bc) | (def) g a3 b |
w: grew* so* rare-ly; I* chanc'd** to meet a
(af) (ef) a2 (ed) | c2 (af) (ec) (Bc) | (A3 B)
w: pret-*ty* maid, She* shin'd, tho'* it* was* fog-*
c2 (BA) | d2 (cB) B3 F | (B>cd) e
w: gie: I* ask'd her* name; Sweet Sir,** she
{d e}f2 (ed) | (e>fa) b (af) (ec) | B4 f2 |]
w: said, My* name** is Kath'-*rine* O-gie.
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W:2. I stood a while, and did admire,
W: To see a nymph so stately;
W: So brisk an air there did appear
W: In a country maid so neatly:
W: Such nat'ral sweetness she display'd,
W: Like lilies in a bogie;
W: Diana's self was ne'er array'd
W: Like this same Kath'rine Ogie,
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W:
W:3. Thou flow'r of females, beauty's queen,
W: Who sees thee sure must prize thee;
W: Though thou art drest in robes but mean.
W: Yet these cannot disguise thee:
W: Thy handsome air and graceful look,
W: Excels each clownish rogie;
W: Thou'rt match for laird, or lord, or duke,
W: My charming Kath'rine Ogie.
W:
W:4. O! were I but some shepherd swain,
W: To feed my flock beside thee;
W: At bughting-time to leave the plain,
W: In milking to abide thee.
W: I'd think myself a happier man,
W: Wi' Kate, my club, and dogie,
W: Than he that hugs his thousands ten,
W: Had I but Kath'rine Ogie.
W:
W:5. Then I'd despise th' imperial throne,
W: And statesmen's dangerous stations,
W: I'd be no king, I'd wear no crown,
W: I'd smile at conquering nations,
W: Might I caress, and still possess
W: This lass of whom I'm vogie;
W: For they are toys, and still look less,
W: Compar'd with Kath'rine Ogie.
W:
W:6. I fear the gods have not decreed
W: For me so fine a creature,
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W: Whose beauty rare makes her exceed
W: All other works in nature.
W: Clouds of despair surround my love,
W: That are both dark and foggie;
W: Pity my case, ye Powers above!
W: Else I die for Kath'rine Ogie.
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T: HIGHLAND MARY.
T: to the same air
K:
W:1. Ye banks, and braes, and streams, around
W: The castle o' Montgomery,
W: Green be your woods, and fair your flow'rs,
W: Your waters never drumlie:
W: There simmer first unfaulds her robes,
W: And there they langest tarry;
W: For there I took the last fareweel
W: Of my dear Highland Mary.
W:
W:2. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk!
W: How rich the hawthorn's blossom,
W: As underneath their fragrant shade,
W: I clasp'd her to my bosom!
W: The golden hours, on angel wings,
W: Flew o'er me and my dearie;
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W: For dear to me, as light and life,
W: Was my sweet Highland Mary.
W:
W:3. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace,
W: Our parting was fu' tender;
W: And pledging aft to meet again,
W: We tore ourselves asunder.
W: But oh! fell death's untimely frost,
W: That nipt my flow'r so early;
W: Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay,
W: That wraps my Highland Mary!
W:
W:4. O pale, pale now, those rosy lips,
W: I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly!
W: And clos'd for ay, the sparkling glance
W: That dwelt on me sae kindly!
W: And mould'ring now in silent dust,
W: That heart that lo'ed me dearly!
W: But still within my bosom's core,
W: Shall live my Highland Mary.
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X:42
T: KING ROBERT'S ADDRESS
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.14-16
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Gmix
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[|\
G> G G> A G A c2 | A> A
w: Scots, wha hae wi' Wal-lace bled; Scots, wham
A> G A B (cd) | e> g d> e c> d
w: Bruce has af-ten led;* Wel-come to your go-ry
He e/ d/ | c A A> G G3 z |][| e> e e> d
w: bed, Or to glo-rious vic-to-ry! Now's the day, and
e> f g2 | d> d d> c d> e f2 |
w: now's the hour! See the front of bat-tle lour!
(g/f/) (e/f/) e> d c> d e e/ d/ |
w: See* ap-*proach proud Ed-ward's pow'r! Ed-ward,
c A A> G G3 z |]
w: chains, and sla-ve-ry!
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W: Wha will be a traitor knave?
W: Wha can fill a coward's grave?
W: Wha sae base as be a slave?
W: Traitor, coward, turn and flee!
W:
W: Wha for Scotland's king and law,
W: Freedom's sword will strongly draw?
W: Freeman stand, or freeman fa',
W: Caledonian, on wi' me.
W:
W: By oppression's woes and pains;
W: By your sons in servile chains,
W: We will drain our dearest veins,
W: But they shall be, shall be free.
W:
W: Lay the proud usurpers low;
W: Tyrants fall in ev'ry foe;
W: Liberty's in ev'ry blow!
W: Forward -— let us do or die.
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T: WEEL MAY WE A' BE
T: to the same air
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.16-17
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
K:
W: Weel may we a' be,
W: Ill may we never see;
W: Here's to the king
W: And the good company.
W: Fill, fill a bumper high;
W: Drain, drain your glasses dry,
W: Out upon him, fie! O fie!
W: That winna do't again.
W:
W: Here's to the king, boys!
W: Ye ken wha I mean, boys;
W: And ev'ry honest man, boys,
W: That will do't again.
W: Fill, fill, &c.
W:
W: Here's to a' the chieftains
W: Of the gallant Scottish clans,
W: They hae done it mair than anes,
W: And they'll do't again.
W: Fill, fill, &c.
W:
W: When the pipes begin to strum
W: Tutti, taitie, to the drum,
W: Out claymore, and down the gun,
W: And to the knaves again.
W: Fill, fill, &c.
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T: THE LAND O' THE LEAL
T: to the same air
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.17-18
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
K:
W: I'm wearing awa, Jean,
W: Like snaw when it's thaw, Jean,
W: I'm wearing awa, Jean,
W: To the land o' the leal,
W: There's nae sorrow there, Jean,
W: There's nae cauld nor care, Jean;
W: The day is ay fair, Jean,
W: In the land o' the leal.
W:
W: Ye've been leal and true, Jean,
W: Your task's ended now, Jean,
W: And I'll welcome you, Jean,
W: To the land o' the leal.
W: Our bonny bairn's there, Jean,
W: She was baith gude and fair, Jean,
W: And we grudg'd her right sair, Jean,
W: To the land o' the leal.
W:
W: Dry that tearfu' ee, Jean,
W: My soul langs to be free, Jean,
W: And angels wait on me, Jean,
W: In the land o' the leal.
W: Then fareweel my ain Jean;
W: This warld's care is vain, Jean;
W: We'll meet and ay be fain, Jean,
W: In the land o' the leal.
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T: the LAMMY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.25-27
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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E | E> F G> A (Bc) d2 | (AB) (AG)
w: O whare hae ye been a'* day, my* boy*
FD D2 | E> F G> A (Bc) d2 | (Bg) (f>e)
w: Tam-*my? Whare hae ye been a'* day, my* boy*
B<e e |][| B | e> f g> e d> c B2 |
w: Tam-*my? I've been by burn and flow-'ry brae,
G> B d> B A> F D2 | e> g f>
w: Mea-dow green, and moun-tain grey, Court-ing o'
g e2 B2 | G> A B> A G E2 |]
w: this young thing, just come frae her mam-my.
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W:2.And whare gat ye that young thing, my boy Tammy?
W: And whare gat ye that young thing, my boy Tammy?
W: I gat her down in yonder howe,
W: Smiling on a broomy knowe,
W: Herding a' wee lamb and ewe, for her poor mammy.
W:
W:3.What said ye to that young thing, my boy Tammy?
W: What said ye to that young thing, my boy Tammy?
W: I prais'd her een sae bonny blue,
W: Her dimpl'd cheek, and cherry mou';
W: I prie'd it aft, as ye may trow; she said she'd tell her mammy.
W:
W:4.I held her to my beating breast; "My young, my smiling lammy;"
W: I held her to my beating breast; "My young, my smiling lammy,
W: "I hae a house, it cost me dear,
W: "I've walth o' plenishin and gear,
W: "Ye'se get it a' war't ten times mair, gin ye will leave your mammy."
W:
W:5.The smile gade aff her bonny face; "I manna leave my mammy;"
W: The smile gade aff her bonny face; "I manna leave my mammy;"
W: "She's gi'en me meat, she's gi'en me claise,
W: "She's been my comfort a' my days;
W: "My daddy's death brought mony waes; I canna leave my mammy."
W:
W:6."We'll tak her hame, and mak her fain, my ain kind-hearted lammy;
W: "We'll tak her hame, and mak her fain, my ain kind-hearted lammy;
W: "We'll gie her meat, we'll gie her claise,
W: "We'll be her comfort a' her days;"
W: The wee thing gies her hand, and says, "There! gang and ask my mammy."
W:
W:7.Has she been to the kirk wi' thee, my boy Tammy?
W: Has she been to the kirk wi' thee, my boy Tammy?
W: She has been to the kirk wi' me,
W: And the tear was in her ee,—-
W: But oh! she's but a young thing, just come frae her mammy.
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X:44
T: the LASS IN YON TOWN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.22-24
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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F | D> d d> A {G}F2 D> A | F A
w: O wat ye wha's in yon town, Ye see the
D A F> E E> d | d> c d> A
w: e'en-ing sun u-pon? The dear-est maid's in
{G}F2 D> A | F> A E> G F D D |][|
w: yon town, His set-ting beams ere shone up-on.
A | F D A D B D A> D |
w: Now hap-ly down yon gay green shaw, She
F D A D F> E E> G | F D
w: wan-ders by yon spread-ing tree; How blest ye
A D B D A> D | F A E
w: flow'rs that round her blaw, Ye catch the glan-
G F D D A | F D A D B
w: ces o' her ee. How blest ye birds that round
D A> D | F D A D F> E
w: her sing, And wan-ton in the bloom-ing
E> G | F D A D B G Hd> B |
w: year; But doub-ly wel-come be the spring, The
A> F E> G F> D D |]
w: sea-son to my Jea-nie dear.
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W:2.The sun blinks blythe on yon town,
W: Amang the broomy braes sae green;
W: But my delight's in yon town,
W: And dearest pleasure is my Jean.
W: Without my fair, not a' the charms
W: O' paradise could yield ma joy;
W: But gie me Jeanie in. my arms,
W: And welcome Lapland's dreary sky.
W: My cave wad be a lover's bower,
W: Tho' raging winter rent the air;
W: And she a lovely little flower,
W: That I wad tent and shelter there.
W:
W:3.O sweet is she in yon town,
W: The sinkin sun's gaun down upon;
W: The dearest maid's in yon town,
W: His setting beam e'er shone upon,
W: If angry fate be sworn my foe,
W: And suffering I am doom'd to bear,
W: I'd careless quit ought here below;
W: But spare, oh! spare my Jeanie dear.
W: For while life's dearest blood runs warm,
W: My thoughts frae her shall ne'er depart:
W: For as most lovely is her form,
W: She has the truest, kindest heart,
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X:45
T: the LASS OF BALLOCHMYLE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.198-200
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Add dot to last note in 1st strain to fix the rhythm.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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w: 'Twas* ev'n, the dew-**y fields** were green; On*
G2 (g>e) (dB) (A>B) | (G2 E2) E2 (AB) | c2 c2
w: ev'-ry* blade* the* pearls* hang; The* ze-phyr
(BA) (Bd) | (ed) (cB) A2 (EF) | G2 (ge) (dB) (AB) |
w: wan-*ton'd* round* the* bean, And* bore its* fra-*grant*
G2 (EF) E3 ][ g | (de) (ga) {ga}b2 (ag) |
w: sweets a-*lang: In ev'*ry* glen the*
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(a>gf) e d3 B | (e>fg) a (b>g) (a>b) |
w: ma-**vis sang, All na-**ture list'*ning*
(g>e) (f>g) e2 (ga) | (b>a) (gb) (a>g) (e>a) |
w: seem'd* the* while, Ex-*cept* where* green-*wood*
(g<e) (dB) {B}Hg3 {agf}e | (dB) (AG) (Ac) (BA) |
w: e-*choes* rang, A-mang* the* braes* o'*
G2 E2 {F}E2 |]
w: Ball-och-myle.
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W:2.With careless step I onward stray'd,
W: My heart rejoic'd in Nature's joy,
W: When musing in a lonely glade,
W: A maiden fair I chanc'd to spy:
W: Her look was like the morning's eye,
W: Her air like Nature's vernal smile;
W: The lily's hue and rose's dye
W: Bespoke the lass o' Ballochmyle.
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W:
W:3.Fair is the morn in flow'ry May,
W: And sweet is night in Autumn mild.
W: When roving through the garden gay,
W: Or wand'ring in the lonely wild:
W: But woman, Nature's darling child!
W: There all her charms she does compile;
W: Ev'n there her other works are foil'd
W: By the bonny lass o' Ballochmyle.
W:
W:4.O had she been a country maid,
W: And I the happy country swain,
W: Though shelter'd in the lowest shed
W: That ever rose on Scotland's plain!
W: Through weary winter's wind and rain,
W: With joy, with rapture, I would toil,
W: And nightly to my bosom strain
W: The bonny lass o' Ballochmyle.
W:
W:5.Then pride might climb the slipp'ry steep,
W: Where fame and honour lofty shine;
W: And thirst of gold might tempt the deep,
W: Or downward sink the Indian mine.
W: Give me the cot below the pine,
W: To tend the flocks, or till the soil,
W: And ev'ry day has joys divine
W: Wi' the bonny lass o' Ballochmyle.
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T: the LASS THAT MADE THE BED TO ME
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.100-1-3
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: ^f
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w: When* Jan-uar' winds were* blaw-ing cauld, As*
f2 f2 (fg) (fe) | d2 B2 A2 (fe) | d2 B2
w: to the north* I* bent my way, The* mirk some
B2 (AB) | d2 d2 e2 (de) | f2 f2 (fg) (fe) |
w: night did* me in-fauld, I* kend na where* to*
d2 B2 B2 ][ (fg) | a2 a2 a2 (gf) | b2 a2
w: lodge till day. By* my good luck a* lass I
a2 (gf) | g2 f2 e2 d2 | a2 A2 HA2 (fe) |
w: met, Just* in the mid-dle of my care; And*
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d2 B2 B2 (AB) | d2 d2 e2 (de) | f2 f2 (fg) (fe) |
w: kind-ly she did* me in-vite To* walk in-to* a*
d2 B2 B2 |]
w: cham-ber fair.
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W:2.I bow'd fu' low unto this maid,
W: And thank'd her for her courtesie;
W: I bow'd fu' low unto this maid,
W: And bade her mak a bed for me.
W: She made the bed baith wide and braid,
W: Wi' twa white hands she spread it down;
W: She pat the cup to her rosy lips,
W: And drank, "Young man, now sleep ye sound."
W:
W:3.She snatch'd the candle in her hand,
W: And frae my chamber went wi' speed,
W: But I ca'd her quickly back again,
W: To lay some mair below my head.
W: A cod she laid below my head,
W: And served me wi' due respect;
W: And to salute her wi' a kiss,
W: I put my arms about her neck.
W:
W:3."Haud afF your hands, young man," she says,
W: "And dinna sae uncivil be;
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W: "Gif ye ha'e only love for me,
W: "O wrang na my virginity!"
W: Her hair was like the links o' gowd,
W: Her teeth were like the ivory,
W: Her cheeks like lilies dipt in wine,
W: The lass that made the bed to me.
W:
W:4.Her bosom was the driven snaw,
W: Twa drifted heaps sae fair to see;
W: The limbs the polish'd marble stane,
W: The lass that made the bed to me.
W: I kiss'd her owre and owre again,
W: And ay she wist na what to say;
W: I laid her 'tween me and the wa';
W: The lassie thought na lang till day.
W:
W:5.Upon the morrow, when we raise,
W: I thank'd her for her courtesie:
W: But ay she blush'd, and ay she sigh'd,
W: And said, "Alas! ye've ruin'd me."
W: I clasp'd her waist, and kiss'd her syne,
W: While the tear stood twinklin in her ee:
W: I said, "My lassie, dinna cry,
W: "For ye ay shall mak the bed to me."
W:
W:6.She took her mither's Holland sheets,
W: And made them a' in sarks to me.
W: Blythe and. merry may she be,
W: The lass that made the bed to me.
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W: The bonny lass made the bed to me,
W: The braw lass made the bed to me;
W: I'll ne'er forget, till the day that I die,
W: The lass that made the bed to me.
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T: the LAST TIME I CAME O'ER THE MUIR
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.64-68
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: The* last time* I came o'er the* muir, I*
B3 A (F>EF) A | (B3 c) d2 (A>G) | F2 (ED)
w: left my love** be-hind* me: Ye* pow'rs! what*
d3 e | f2 (ed) c2 (BA) | (B>c) (de) (fed) c |
w: pain do I en-*dure, When* soft* i-* de-**as
(B3 c) d2 :: (ed) | c2 (BA) A3 f | (ec) (B>c)
w: mind* me. Soon* as the* rud-dy morn* dis-*
A3 F | A3 d (A>BA) F | A4 d2 A2 | (B>AB) d
w: play'd The beam-ing day** en-su-ing, I met** be-
B2 (AF) | (A>FA) B d3 e | (fe) (dB) (AB/c/d) G |
w: times my* love-**ly maid, In fit* re-*treats*** for
(F2 TE3) D :|
w: woo-*ing.
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W:2.Beneath the cooling shade we lay,
W: Gazing and chastely sporting;
W: We kiss'd and promised time away,
W: Till night spread her black curtain.
W: I pitied all beneath the skies,
W: Ev'n kings, when she was nigh me;
W: In raptures I beheld her eyes,
W: Which could but ill deny me.
W:
W:3.Should I be call'd where cannons roar,
W: Where mortal steel may wound me,
W: Or cast upon some foreign shore,
W: Where dangers may surround me;
W: Yet hopes again to see my love,
W: To feast on glowing kisses,
W: Shall make my care at distance move,
W: In prospect of such blisses.
W:
W:4.In all my soul there's not one place
W: To let a rival enter;
W: Since she excels in ev'ry grace,
W: In her my love shall center.
W: Sooner the seas shall cease to flow,
W: Their waves the Alps shall cover;
W: On Greenland's ice shall roses grow,
W: Before I cease to love her.
W:
W:5.The next time I gang o'er the muir,
W: She shall a lover find me;
W: And that my faith is firm and pure,
W: Though I left her behind me.
W: Then Hymen's sacred bonds shall chain
W: My heart to her fair bosom;
W: There, while my being does remain,
W: My love more fresh shall blossom.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Young Peggy blooms our bonniest lass,
W: Her blush is like the morning;
W: The Rosy dawn, the springing grass,
W: With pearly gems adorning.
W: Her eyes outshine the radiant beams
W: That gild the passing shower,
W: And glitter o'er the crystal streams,
W: And cheer each fresh'ning flower.
W:
W:2.Her lips more than the cherry's bright,
W: A richer dye has grac'd them;
W: They charm th' admiring gazer's sight.
W: And sweetly tempt to taste them.
W: Her smile is like the ev'ning mild,
W: When feather'd pairs are courting,
W: And little lambkins wanton wild,
W: In playful bands disporting.
W:
W:3.Were Fortune lovely Peggy's foe,
W: Such sweetness would relent her;
W: As blooming spring unbends the brow
W: Of surly, savage winter.
W: Detraction's eye no aim can gain
W: Her winning pow'rs to lessen,
W: And spiteful Envy grins in vain
W: The poison'd tooth to fasten.
W:
W:4.Ye pow'rs of honour, love, and truth,
W: From ev'ry ill defend her;
W: Inspire the highly-favour'd youth
W: The destinies intend her.
W: Still fan the sweet connubial flame,
W: Responsive in each bosom,
W: And bless the dear parental name
W: With many a filial blossom.
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T: LET ME IN THIS AE NIGHT
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.48-50
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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A | G E E F G A B G |
w: O las-sie art thou sleep-ing yet, Or
A B c A d> c B> A |
w: art thou wak-in, I would wit, For
G E E ^d e f g> e |
w: love had bound me hand and fit, And
d B A G A2 B |][| A | G E E d
w: I wad fain be in, jo. O let me in this
e2 e B | d2 (dA) (Bc) B> A |
w: ae night, This ae, ae,* ae* night, For
G< E E ^d (ef) g> e | d B A
w: pi-ty's sake, this ae* night, O wad ye let
G A B |]
w: me in, jo.
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W:2.Out o'er the moss, out o'er the muir,
W: I came, this dark and dreary hour,
W: And here I stand without the door,
W: Amid the pouring storm, jo.
W: O let me in, &c.
W:
W:3.Thou hear'st the winter wind and weet,
W: Nae star blinks through the driving sleet,
W: Tak pity on my weary feet,
W: And shield me frae the rain, jo.
W: O let me in, &c.
W:
W:4.The bitter blast that round me blaws,
W: Unheeded howls, unheeded fa's;
W: The cauldness o' thy heart's the cause
W: O' a' my grief and pain, jo.
W: O let me in, &c.
W:
W: HER ANSWER.
W:
W:5.O tell na me o' wind and rain,
W: Upbraid na me wi' cauld disdain;
W: Gae back the gate you cam again,
W: I winna let you in, jo.
W: I tell you now this ae night,
W: This ae, ae, ae night;
W: And ance for a', this ae night,
W: I winna let you in, jo,
W:
W:6.The snellest blast, at mirkest hours,
W: That round the pathless wand'rer pours,
W: Is nought to what poor she endures,
W: That's trusted faithless man, jo.
W: I tell you now, &c.
W:
W:7.The sweetest flow'r that decked the mead,
W: Now trodden like the vilest weed:
W: Let simple maids the lesson read,
W: The weird may be their ain, jo.
W: I tell you now, &c.
W:
W:8.The bird that charm'd his summer day,
W: Is now the cruel fowler's prey;
W: Let witless trusting woman say
W: How aft her fate's the same, jo.
W: I tell you now, &c.
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X:49
T: LEWIS GORDON
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.214-216
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/16
K: G
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[|\
G3 A B3 A G E3 {B}A4 |
w: O! send Lew-is Gor-don hame,
G3 A B3 c d2 e2 Hg4 |
w: And the lad I dare-na name;
e3 d g2 B2 {Bd}(cB) (AG) {GB}A4 |
w: Tho' his back be at* the* wa',
G3 A B3 A G E3 G4 |][| {FA}G4 B3 A
w: Here's to him that's far a-wa. Oh hon, my
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G E3 {B}A4 | G3 A B3 c d3 e Hg4 |
w: High-land-man! Oh, my bon-ny High-land-man!
e3 d {d}g2 B2 {Bd}(cB) (AG) {B}A3 B |
w: Weel wad I my true-*love* ken, A-
G3 A B3 c d D3 {G}G4 |]
w: mang ten thou-sand High-land-men.
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W:2.Oh, to see his tartan trews,
W: Bonnet blue, and laigh-heel'd shoes,
W: Philabeg aboon his knee,
W: That's the lad that I'll gang wi'.
W: Oh hon, &c.
W:
W:3.The princely youth of whom I sing
W: Is fitted for to be a king;
W: On his breast he wears a star;
W: You'd tak him for the god o' war.
W: Oh hon, See.
W:
W:4.O, to see this princely one
W: Seated on a royal throne!
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W: Disasters a' wad disappear,
W: Then begins the jub'lee year.
W: Oh hon, &c.
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T: LOCH-ERROCH SIDE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.92-96
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Fixed wrong note length in next-to-last measure.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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(D/E/) | F A A (B/c/) d> e d c |
w: As* I came by Loch-*Er-roch side, The
B> A B d (e>f) e E | F A A (B/c/)
w: lof-ty hills sur-vey-*ing, The wa-ter clear, the*
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d> e {d}f >e | (e/d/) (c/B/) (A/B/d/) F/
w: hea-ther blooms, Their fra-*grance* sweet** con-
{F}E2 D :: (a/g/) | f a d (f/g/)
w: vey-ing. I* met, un-sought, my*
(a/g/) (f/g/) a> (g/f//) | g b e (g/a/) |
w: love-*ly* maid, I* found her like May*
{ga}b2 b (a/g/) | f> a e> f
w: morn-ing With* gra-ces sweet, and
d> A B> d | A> d f>d e2 d |]
w: charms so rare, Her per-son all a-dorn-ing.
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W:2.How kind her looks, how blest was I,
W: While in my arms I press'd her!
W: And she her wishes scarce conceal'd,
W: As fondly I caress'd her.
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W: She said, If that your heart be true,
W: If constantly you'll love me,
W: I heed not cares, nor fortune's frowns,
W: For nought but death shall move me.
W:
W:3.But faithful, loving, true, and kind,
W: For ever you shall find me,
W: And of our meeting here so sweet,
W: Loch-Erroch side will mind me.
W: Enraptur'd then, My lovely lass,
W: I cried, no more we'll tarry!
W: We'll leave the fair Loch-Erroch side,
W: For lovers soon should marry.
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T: the LASS OF GOWRIE
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Upon a simmer afternoon,
W: A wee before the sun gade down,
W: My lassie, in a braw new gown,
W: Came o'er the hills to Gowrie.
W: The rose-bud, ting'd with morning show'r,
W: Blooms fresh within the sunny bow'r;
W: But Katie was the fairest flow'r
W: That ever bloom'd in Gowrie.
W:
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W:2.Nae thought had I to do her wrang,
W: But round her waist my arms I flang,
W: And said, My dearie, will ye gang
W: To see the Carse o' Gowrie?
W: I'll tak you to my father's ha',
W: In yon green fields beside the shaw;
W: I'll mak you lady o' them a',
W: The brawest wife in Gowrie.
W:
W:3.A silken gown o' siller grey,
W: My mither coft last new-year's-day,
W: And buskit me frae tap to tae,
W: To keep me out o' Gowrie.
W: Daft Will, short syne, cam courting Nell,
W: And wan the lass, but what befel,
W: Or whare she's gane, she kens hersel;
W: She staid na lang in Gowrie.
W:
W:4.Sic thoughts, dear Katie, ill combine
W: Wi' beauty rare, and wit like thine;
W: Except yoursel, my bonny queen,
W: I care for nought in Gowrie.
W: Since first I saw you in the sheal,
W: To you my heart's been true and leal;
W: The darkest night I fear nae de'il,
W: Warlock, or witch, in Gowrie.
W:
W:5.Saft kisses on her lips I laid;
W: The blush upon her cheeks soon spread;
W: She whisper'd modestly, and said,
W: O Pate, I'll stay in Gowrie!
W: The auld folks soon gae their consent,
W: Syne for Mess John they quickly sent,
W: Wha ty'd them to their heart's content,
W: And now she's lady Gowrie.
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T: LOGIE O' BUCHAN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.84-86
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: D
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(AG) | F3 G A2 | A f3 e2 | d2 B2 B2 | B4
w: O* Lo-gie o' Bu-chan, O Lo-gie the Laird,
A G | F3 G A2 | A d3 e2 | f2 d2 d2 |
w: They hae ta'en a-wa Ja-mie, that delv'd in the
d4 ][ (de) | f3 e f2 | a4 f e | d2 B2 c2 |
w: yard, Wha* play'd on the pipe, wi' the vi-ol sae
d4 d e | f3 g f2 | e2 d2 e2 | f3 d B2 |
w: sma'; They hae ta'en a-wa Ja-mie, the flow'r o' them
B4 ][ A G | F3 G A2 | A f3 e2 |
w: a'. He said, think na lang, las-sie, tho'
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d2 B2 B2 | B4 A G | F3 G A2 | A d3 e2 |
w: I gang a-wa; He said, think na lang, las-sie, tho'
f2 d2 d2 | d4 ][ d e | f3 e f2 | a f3 e2 |
w: I gang a-wa: For the sim-mer is com-ing, cauld
d2 B3 c | d4 (de) | f3 g f2 | e2 d2 e2 |
w: win-ter's a-wa, And* I'll come and see thee in
f3 d B2 | B4 |]
w: spite o' them a'.
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W:2.Sandy has ousen, has gear, and has kye;
W: A house and a hadden, and siller forbye:
W: But I'd tak my ain lad, wi' his staff in his hand,
W: Before I'd hae him, wi' his houses and land.
W: He said, think na lang, &c.
W:
W:3.My daddie looks sulky, my minnie looks sour,
W: They frown upon Jamie because he is poor;
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W: Tho' I lo'e them as weel as a daughter should do,
W: They are nae hauf sae dear to me, Jamie, as you.
W: He said, think na lang, &c.
W:
W:4.I sit on my creepie, and spin at my wheel,
W: And think on the laddie that lo'ed me sae weel;
W: He had but ae saxpence, he brak it in twa,
W: And he gied me the hauf o't when he gade awa.
W: Then haste ye back, Jamie, and bide na awa,
W: Then haste ye back, Jamie, and bide na awa;
W: The simmer is coming, cauld winter's awa,
W: And ye'll come and see me in spite o' them a'.
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T: LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNET
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.202-208
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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A | d2 (c>B) A2 {ef}g2 | {g}f2 e2 z2 (fe) |
w: Lord Tho-mas* and fair An-net Sat*
d2 (F>G) A2 {AB}=c2 | {=c2}B4 z2 A2 | A2 (F>G)
w: a' day* on a hill; Whan night was*
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A2 d> e | {de} f2 (e>d) A3 g | (fa) (g>f)
w: come, and the sun was* set, They had* not*
f2 (e>d) | d6 |]
w: talk'd their* fill.
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W: 2.Lord Thomas said a word in jest,
W: Fair Annet took it ill;
W: "O, I will never wed a wife,
W: "Against my ain friends will."
W:
W: 3."Gif ye will never wed a wife,
W: "A wife will ne'er wed ye."
W: Sae he is hame to tell his mither,
W: And kneel'd down on his knee.
W:
W: 4."O rede, O rede, mither," he says,
W: "A gude rede gie to me:
W: "O sall I tak the nut-browne bride,
W: "And let fair Annet be?"
W:
W: 5."The nut-browne bride has gowd and gear,
W: "Fair Annet she's gat nane;
W: "And the little bewtie fair Annet has,
W: "O, it will soon be gane,"
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W:
W: 6.And he has to his brither gane,
W: "Now, brither, rede ye me;
W: "Q, sail I marrie the nut-browne bride?
W: "And let fair Annet be?"
W:
W: 7."The nut-browne bride has oxen, brither,
W: "The nut-browne bride has kye;
W: "I wad hae ye marrie the nut-browne bride,
W: "And cast fair Annet bye."
W:
W: 8."Her oxen may die i' the house, billie,
W: "And her kye into the byre,
W: "And I sail hae naething to mysell,
W: "But a fat fadge by the fyre."
W:
W: 9.And he has till his sister gane,
W: "Now, sister, rede ye me;
W: "O sail I marrie the nut-browne bride,
W: "And set fair Annet free?"
W:
W:10."Ise rede tak fair Annet, Thomas,
W: "And let the browne bride alane,
W: "Lest ye sould sigh, and say, Alas!
W: "What is this we brought hame?"
W:
W:11."No, I will tak my mither's counsel^
W: "And marrie me out o' hand;
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W: "And I will tak the nut-browne bride;
W: "Fair Annet may leave the land."
W:
W:12.Up then rose fair Annet's father,
W: Twa hours or it were day,
W: And he has gane into the bower
W: Wherein fair Annet lay.
W:
W:13."Rise up, rise up, fair Annet, he says,"
W: "Put on your silken sheene
W: "Let us gae to Saint Marie's kirk,
W: "And see that rich wedden."
W:
W:14."My maids, gae to my dressing-room,
W: "And dress to me my hair;
W: "Whare'er ye laid a plait before,
W: "See ye lay ten times mair.
W:
W:15."My maids, gae to my dressing-room,
W: "And dress to me my smock;
W: "The ae hauf is o' the Holland fine,
W: "The ither o' needle-work."
W:
W:16.The horse fair Annet rade upon,
W: He amblit like the wind;
W: Wi' siller he was shod before,
W: Wi' burning gowd behind.
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W:
W:17.Four-and-twenty siller bells
W: Were a' tied till his mane;
W: Wi' yae tift o' the nor'land wind,
W: They tinkled ane by ane.
W:
W:18.Four-and-twenty gay gude knights
W: Rade by fair Annet's side,
W: And four-and-twenty fair ladies,
W: As gin she'd been a bride.
W:
W:19.And when she cam to Marie's kirke,
W: She sat on Marie's stane;
W: The cleading that fair Annet had on,
W: It skinkled in their een.
W:
W:20.And when she cam into the kirke,
W: She skimmer'd like the sun;
W: The belt that was aboute her waist
W: Was a' wi' pearles bedone.
W:
W:21.She sat her by the nut-browne bride,
W: And her een they were sae clear,
W: Lord Thomas he quite forgat the bride.
W: When fair Annet drew near.
W:
W:22.He had a rose into his hand,
W: He gae it kisses three,
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W: And, reaching by the nut-browne bride..
W: Laid it on fair Annet's knee.
W:
W:23.Up then spak the nut-browne bride,
W: She spak wi' meikle spite:
W: "And whare gat ye that rose-water
W: "That does mak ye sae white?"
W:
W:24."O, I did get that rose-water
W: "Whare ye will ne'er get nane;
W: "For I did get that very rose-water
W: "Into my mither's wame."
W:
W:25.The bride she drew a lang bodkin
W: Frae out her grey head-gear,
W: And strack fair Annet into the heart,
W: That word she ne'er spak mair.
W:
W:26.Lord Thomas saw fair Annet wax pale,
W: And marvelit what mote be;
W: But when he saw her dear heart's blude,
W: A' wood wroth waxed he.
W:
W:27.He drew his dagger that was sae sharp,
W: That was sae sharp and meit,
W: And drave it into the nut-browne bride
W: That fell deid at his feit.
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W:
W:28."Now stay for me, dear Annet,"he said,
W: "Now stay, my dear," he cry'd;
W: Then strack the dagger intil his heart,
W: And fell deid by her side.
W:
W:29.Lord Thomas was bury'd without kirk-wa',
W: Fair Annet within the quiere ;
W: And o' the tane there grew a birk,
W: The ither a bonny briere.
W:
W:30.And ay they grew, and ay they threw,
W: As they wad faine be neare,
W: And by this ye may ken right weil,
W: They were twa luvers deare.
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T: LOVELY JEAN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.40-31
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
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G | c> c c> c c> G c> a | g> e
w: Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dear-ly
d> c A2 z G/A/ | c> c c> c c> G c> a |
w: like the west, For* there the bon-ny las-sie lives, The
g> a c'> e g2 z a | g> a c'> e
w: lass that I loe best: Tho' wild woods grow, and
g> e d> c | d d/ e/ (f/e/) (d/c/) {B}A2 z G/A/ |
w: riv-ers row, Wi' mo-nie a hill* be-*tween, Baith*
c> c c> c c G c> a | g> e d> e
w: day and night, my fan-cy's flight Is e-ver wi' my
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c2 z ][ G/F/ | E> G c> G A> G c> G |
w: Jean. I* see her in the dew-y flow'r, Sae
e> g (f/e/) (d/c/) {B}A2 zG/F/ | E> G c> G
w: love-ly, sweet,* and* fair; I* hear her voice in
A> G c> d | e> f (g/a/b/) c'/ g2 z (a/b/) |
w: il-ka bird, Wi' mu-sic charm** the air: There's*
c'> b a> g a> g f> e | d> e (f/e/)
w: not a bon-ny flow'r that springs, By foun-tain, shaw,*
(d/c/) A2 z G | c> c c> c c> G c> a |
w: or* green, Nor yet a bon-ny bird that sings, But
g> e d> e c2 z |]
w: minds me o' my Jean.
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W:2.Upon the banks o' flowing Clyde,
W: The lasses busk them braw;
W: But when their best they hae put on,
W: My Jeanie dings them a';
W: In hamely weeds she far exceeds
W: The fairest o' the town;
W: Baith grave and gay confess it sae,
W: Tho' drest in russet gown.
W: The gamesome lamb that sucks its dam,
W: Mair harmless canna be;
W: She has nae fau't (if sic we ca't,)
W: Except her love for me:
W: The sparkling dew, of clearest hue,
W: Is like her shining een;
W: In shape and air, wha can compare
W: Wi' my sweet lovely Jean?
W:
W:3.O blaw, ye westlin winds, blaw saft
W: Amang the leafy trees;
W: Wi' gentle breath, frae muir and dale,
W: Bring hame the laden bees,
W: And bring the lassie back to me
W: That's ay sae neat and clean;
W: Ae blink o' her wad banish care,
W: Sae lovely is my Jean.
W: What sighs and vows, amang the knowes
W: Hae past atween us twa!
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W: How fain to meet, how wae to part
W: That day she gade awa:
W: The powers aboon can only ken,
W: To whom the heart is seen,
W: That nane can be sae dear to me,
W: As my sweet lovely Jean!
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T: the LOVELY LASS O' INVERNESS
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.212-214
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added missing bar line between measures 13 & 14.
M: C
L: 1/16
K: D
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w: The** love-ly* lass o' In-*ver*ness, Nae
A4 (B3c/d/) c6 d2 | (e2f2) (g2f2) {f}e4 (A3G) | F4 (G3F)
w: joy nor** plea-sure can* she* see; For* e'en and*
E4 A4 | (B2c2) (d2e2) {d}c4 (B2A2) | e4 (f2^g2) af3 (e2d2) |
w: morn she cries,* A-*las! And* ay the* saut* tear*
c4 (TB3A) A4 :: A4 | d4 (e2f2) B4 (g2f2) |
w: blinds her* ee. Drum-os-sie* muir, Drum-*
(e2d2) (c2B2) {B}^A6 F2 | G4 (F2E2) F4 (B3c) | Tc6 B2
w: os-*sie* day, A wai-fu'* day it* was to
B6 d2 | (AF3) (E3D) D6 E2 | (Fd3) (AF3) A4 (f3a) |
w: me; For there* I* lost my fa-*ther* dear, My*
b4 (a2f2) (e2d2) (B3c/d/) | (AF3) (E3D) D4 |]
w: fa-ther* dear* and** bre-*thren* three.
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W:2.Their winding-sheet the bludy clay,
W: Their graves are growing green to see,
W: And by them lies the dearest lad
W: That ever blest a woman's ee.
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W:
W:3.Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord!
W: A bludy man I trow thou be!
W: For mony a heart thou hast made sair,
W: That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee.
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T: MARY OF CASTLE CARY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.233-235
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: The "lint-white" in verse 3 was "lint-whire", almost certainly a typo.
N: The high b in bar 6 is probably a as in the 1811 version, but it's ambiguous here.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Bm
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B4 B3 c | {d}f4 f4 | (f e3) d3 d |
w: Saw ye my wee thing? saw* ye mine
c4 c4 | B4 B3 c | {d2}f4 f4{b2} | (f e3) d2 (cd) |
w: ain thing? Saw ye my true love down* by yon*
B8 | f4 f3 f | {f2}e4 e3 e | d4 c2 B2 |
w: lee? Cross'd she the mea-dow, yes-treen, at the
{B2}A4 {A2}Ha4 | B4 B3 c | d2 f4 (3(fga) |
w: gloam-ing? Sought she the bur-nie, where**
{f}e3 d Tc4 | B8 |]
w: flow'rs the haw-tree?
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W:2."Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white;
W: "Dark is the blue o' her saft-rolling ee.
W: "Red, red her lip is, and sweeter than roses:
W: "Whare could my wee thing wander frae me?"
W:
W:3.'I saw na your wee thing, I saw na your ain thing,
W: 'Nor saw I your true-love down by yon lee:
W: 'But I met my bonny thing late in the gloamin,
W: 'Down by the burnie, whare flow'rs the haw-tree.
W:
W:4.'Her hair it was lint-white, her skin it was milk-white;
W: 'Dark was the blue o' her saft-rolling ee;
W: 'Red were her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses;
W: 'Sweet were the kisses that she gae to me.'
W:
W:5."It was na my wee thing, it was na mine ain thing,
W: "It was na my true-love ye met by the tree.
W: "Proud is her leal heart, and modest her nature,
W: "She never loed leman till ance she loed me.
W:
W:6."Her name it is Mary, she's frae Castle Cary;
W: "Aft has she sat, when a bairn, on my knee.
W: "Fair as your face is, were't fifty times fairer,
W: "Young braggart, she ne'er wad gie kisses to thee."
W:
W:7.'It was then your Mary, she's frae Castle Cary;
W: 'It was then your true-love I met by the tree.
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W: 'Proud as her heart is, and modest her nature,
W: 'Sweet were the kisses that she gae to me.'
W:
W:8.Sair gloom'd his dark brow, blood-red his cheek grew,
W: Wild flash'd the fire frae his red-rolling ee:
W: "Ye'se rue sair this morning, your boasting and scorning;
W: "Defend, ye fause traitor, for loudly ye lie!"
W:
W:9.'Awa wi' beguiling,' then cried the youth, smiling:
W: Aff gade the bonnet, the lint-white locks flee;
W: The belted plaid fa'ing, her white bosom shawing,
W: Fair stood the lov'd maid wi' the dark-rolling ee.
W:
W:10."Is it my wee thing? is it mine ain thing?
W: "Is it my true-love here that I see?"
W: 'O Jamie, forgie me! your heart's constant to me:
W: 'I'll never mair wander, my true-love, frae thee.'
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T: MUCKING O' GEORDIE'S BYRE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.134-137
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: The 2nd strain has an initial repeat, but no final repeat.
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: Bm
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(fe) | (d2 B2) B2 | B3 d (BA) | B2 d2 e2 |
w: As* I* went o-ver yon* mea-dow, And
f3 e d2 | d3 e (de/f/) | A4 (fe) | d2 B2 B2 |
w: care-less-ly passed* a-**long, I* list-en'd with
B3 d (BA) | B2 d2 e2 | f3 e d2 |
w: plea-sure to* Jen-ny, While mourn-ful-ly
e3 d (ef) | B4 :: (ag) | f2 a2 b2 | (a2 f2) e2 |
w: sing-ing this* song: The* muck-ing of Geor-*die's
d3 e f2 | f3 g a2 | (f3 e) d2 | A4 (fe) |
w: byre, And the shool-ing the gruip* sae clean, Has*
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d2 B2 B2 | B3 d (BA) | B2 b2 (ag) |
w: aft gart me spend the night* sleep-less, And*
f3 e d2 | e3 d (ef) | B4 |]
w: brought the saut tears frae my* een.
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W:2.It was not my father's pleasure,
W: Nor was it my mother's desire,
W: That ever I should fyle my fingers
W: Wi' the mucking o' Geordie's byre.
W: The mucking, &c.
W:
W:3.Though the roads were ever sae filthy,
W: Or the day sae scoury and foul,
W: I wad ay be ganging wi' Geordie;
W: I lik'd it far better than school.
W: The mucking, &c.
W:
W:4.My brither abuses me daily,
W: For being wi' Geordie sae free;
W: My sister she ca's me hoodwinked,
W: Because he's below my degree.
W: The mucking, &c.
W:
W:5.But weel do I like my young Geordie,
W: Although he was cunning and slee;
W: He ca's me his dear and his honey,
W: And I'm sure my Geordie loes me.
W: The mucking, &c.
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T: TAM GLEN
T: to the same air
K:
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W:1.My heart is a-breaking, dear tittle,
W: Some counsel unto me come len';
W: To anger them a' is a pity,
W: But what maun I do wi' Tam Glen?
W: I'm thinking, wi' sic a braw fallow,
W: In poortith I might mak a fen';
W: What care I riches to wallow,
W: If I manna marry Tam Glen?
W:
W:2.There's Lowrie, the laird o' Drummiller,
W: Gude day to you, brute, he comes ben;
W: He brags and he blaws o' his siller,
W: But when will he dance like Tam Glen?
W: My minnie does constantly deave me,
W: And bids me beware o' young men;
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W: They flatter, she says, to deceive me,
W: But wha can think sae o' Tam Glen?
W:
W:3.My daddy says, gin I'll forsake him,
W: He'll gie me guid hunder marks ten:
W: But if it's ordain'd I maun tak him,
W: O wha will I get but Tam Glen?
W: Yestreen at the valentines dealin,
W: My heart to my mou' gied a sten,
W: For thrice I drew ane without failin,
W: And thrice it was written, Tam Glen.
W:
W:4.The last Hallowe'en I was wau'kin,
W: My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken,
W: His likeness cam up the house staukin,
W: And the very grey breeks o' Tam Glen.
W: Come counsel, dear tittie, don't tarry;
W: I'll gie you my bonny black hen,
W: Gin ye will advise me to marry
W: The lad I loe dearly, Tam Glen,
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T: MY AIN KIND DEARIE, O
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.1194-1916
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added dot to initial pickup notes to fix rhythm and match other 2-note pickups.
M: C
L: 1/16
K: D
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(f>e) | {de}f2 A2 A2 B2 (d3e) d2 f2 |
w: Will* ye gang o'er the lee* rig, My
{f}(e3f) (gfed) {de}f2 B2 B2 (f3e) | {de}f2 A2 A2 B2
w: ain* kind*** dear-ie, O And* cud-dle there fu'
(d3e) d2 (d'>a) | b2 a2 (bc'd'a) f2 d2 d2 |][|
w: kind-*ly Wi'* me, my kind*** dear-ie, O?
a2 | (ba) (b>c') d'3 f (gf) (ga) b3 d |
w: At thor-*ny* dyke, or birk-*en* tree, We'll
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(e>d) (e>f) (gf) (ed) {de}f2 B2 B2 (f>e) |
w: daff,* and* ne-*ver* wea-ry, O; They'll*
{de}f2 A2 A2 B2 d3 e d2 (d'>a) |
w: scug ill een frae you and me, My*
{c'}(b2a2) (bc'd'a) f2 d2 d2 |]
w: ain* kind*** dear-y, O.
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W:2.Nae herd wi' kent or colly there,
W: Shall ever come to fear ye, O,
W: But lav'rocks, whistling in the air,
W: Shall woo, like me, their dearie, O,
W: While ithers herd their lambs and ewes,
W: And toil for warld's gear, my jo,
W: Upon the lee my pleasure grows
W: Wi' thee, my ain kind dearie, O.
W:
W:3.At gloamin, if my lane I be,
W: Oh, but I'm wondrous eerie, O,
W: And mony a heavy sigh I gie,
W: When absent frae my dearie, O:
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W: But seated 'neath the milk-white thorn,
W: In ev'ning fair and dearie, O,
W: Enraptur'd, a' my cares I scorn,
W: When wi' my kind dearie, O.
W:
W:4.Whare through the birks the burnie rows,
W: Aft hae I sat fu' cheery, O,
W: Upon the bonny greensward howes,
W: Wi' thee, my kind dearie, O.
W: I've courted till I've heard the craw
W: Of honest Ghanticleerie, O,
W: Yet never miss'd my sleep ava,
W: When wi' my kind dearie, O.
W:
W:5.For though the night were ne'er sae dark,
W: And I were ne'er sae weary, O,
W: I'd meet thee on the lee rig
W: My ain kind dearie, O.
W: While in this weary warld of wae,
W: This wilderness sae dreary, O,
W: What maks me blythe, and keeps me sae?
W: 'Tis thee, my kind dearie, O.
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T: MY LOVE SHE'S BUT A LASSIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.208-210
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 2/4
L: 1/16
K: D
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w: My* love she's but a las-sie yet, My*
d2 D2 F2 A2 | e2 E2 E2 (Bc) | d2 D2 F2 A2 |
w: love she's but a las-sie yet; We'll* let her stand a
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d2 g2 f3 e | (dc) (BA) B3 c | d2 D2 D2 ::
w: year or twa, She'll no* be* hauf sae sau-cy yet.
(fg) | a2 f2 g2 e2 | f2 d2 d2 (fg) | a2 f2
w: I* rue the day I sought her, O, I* rue the
g3 f | e2 E2 E2 (fg) | a2 f2 g2 e2 |
w: day I sought her, O; Wha* gets her, need na
f2 d2 e2 c2 | (dc) (BA) B2 c2 |
w: say he's woo'd, But he* may* say he's
d2 D2 D2 :|
w: bought her, O.
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W:2.Come draw a drap o' the best o't yet,
W: Come draw a drap o' the best o't yet;
W: Gae seek for pleasure whare ye will,
W: But here I never mist it yet.
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W:
W:3.We're a' dry wi' drinking o't,
W: We're a' dry wi' drinking o't:
W: The minister kiss'd the fiddler's wife,
W: He could na preach for thinking o't.
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T: MY MARY, DEAR DEPARTED SHADE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.284-286
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/16
K: Bb
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w: Thou* ling'-ring* star, with* less'-ning* ray, That*
f4 (g3f) f4 (bf3) | (fd3) (c3d) B4 (d2e2) |
w: lov'st to* greet the* ear-*ly* morn, A-*
f4 (g2f2) f4 (b2g2) | f4 (d2B2) c4 (d3e) |
w: gain thou* ush-er'st* in the* day, My*
f4 (g3f) f4 (bf3) | (fd3) (c3d) B4 ][ (f3g/a/) |
w: Ma-ry* from my* soul* was* torn. O**
(b2a2) (g2f2) f4 (eg) | f4 (d2B2) c4 (f3g/a/) |
w: Ma-*ry,* dear de-*part-ed* shade! Where**
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(b2a2) (g2f2) f4 (e2g2) | fd3) (c3d) B4 (f3g/a/) |
w: is* thy* place of* bliss-*ful* rest? Seest**
b2a2 (g2f2) f2 (e3g) | f4 (d2B2) {B}c4 (d2e2) |
w: thou* thy* lo-ver* low-ly* laid? Hear'st*
(f2g2) (f2e2) (3(d2f2Hb2) g2 | (fd3) (c3d) B4 |]
w: thou* the* groans** that rend* his* breast.
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W:2.That sacred hour can I forget?
W: Can I forget the hallow'd grove,
W: Where by the winding Ayr we met,
W: To live one day of parting love?
W: Eternity cannot efface
W: Those records dear of transports past;
W: Thy image at our last embrace;
W: Ah! little thought we 'twas our last!
W:
W:3.Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore,
W: O'erhung with wild woods thick 'ning green;
W: The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar
W: Twin'd am'rous round the raptur'd scene;
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W: The flow'rs sprang, wanton to be prest,
W: The birds sang love on ev'ry spray,
W: Till too, too soon, the glowing west
W: ' Proclaim'd the speed of winged day.
W:
W:4.Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes,
W: And fondly broods with miser care;
W: Time but th' impression stronger makes,
W: As streams their channels deeper wear.
W: My Mary, dear departed shade!
W: Where is thy place of blissful rest?
W: Seest thou thy lover lowly laid?
W: Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
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T: MY NANNIE, O
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.216-219
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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w: While some for plea-sure pawn their*
E2 (DE) | G3 A (B>AB) d | e2 (A>B) A2 (GA) |
w: health, 'Twixt* La-is and** the bag-ni-*o, I'll*
B2 {Bc}d2 (cB) (AG) | A2 B2 Hg3 f |
w: save my-self,* and* with-out stealth, Bless
(e>ge) d (B>AB) ^d | e2 (E>F) E2 :: (B>c) |
w: and** ca-ress** my Nan-nie,* O. She*
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d3 e {e}d2 (cB) | g2 (d>e) d2 (gf) |
w: bids more fair t'en-*gage a* Jove, Than*
e3 d (e>fg) a | b2 (e>f) e2 (dc) | B2 g2
w: Le-da did,** or Da-nae,* O; Were* I to
(dB) (AG) | A2 B2 Hg3 f | (e>ge) d
w: paint* the* queen of love, None else** should
(B>AB) ^d | e2 (E>F) E2 :|
w: sit** but Nan-nie,* O.
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W:2.How joyfully my spirits rise,
W: When dancing she moves finely, O;
W: I guess what heav'n is by her eyes,
W: Which sparkle so divinely, O.
W:3.Attend my vow, ye gods, while I
W: Breathe in the blest Britannia, O,
W: None's happiness I shall envy,
W: As lang's ye grant me Nannie, O,
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W:
W:4.My bonny, bonny Nannie, O,
W: My lovely charming Nannie, O;
W: I care not tho' the whole world know
W: How dearly I love Nannie, O.
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T: BEHIND YON HILLS
T: to the same air
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W:1.Behind yon hills, where Stinchar flows,
W: 'Mang moors and mosses many, O,
W: The wintry sun the day has clos'd,
W: And I'll awa to Nannie, O.
W: The westlin wind blaws loud and shill;
W: The night's baith mirk and rainy, O;
W: I'll get my plaid, and out I'll steal,
W: And owre the hill to Nannie, O.
W:
W:2.My Nannie's charming, sweet, and young;
W: Nae artfu' wiles to win ye, O:
W: May ill befa' the flatt'ring tongue
W: That wad beguile my Nannie, O.
W: Her face is fair, her heart is true,
W: As spotless as she's bonie, O;
W: The op'ning gowan, wet wi' dew,
W: Nae purer is than Nannie., O.
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W:
W:3.A country lad Is my degree,
W: And few there be that ken me, O;
W: But what care I how few there be,
W: I'm welcome ay to Nannie, O.
W: My riches a's my penny fee,
W: And I maun guide it cannie, O;
W: But warl's gear ne'er troubles me,
W: My thoughts are a' my Nannie, O.
W:
W:4. Our auld gudeman delights to view
W: His sheep and kye thrive bonnie, O;
W: But I'm as blythe that hands his pleugh,
W: And has nae care but Nannie, O.
W: Come wed, come woe, I carena by,
W: I'll tak' what Heav'n will send me, O;
W: Nae ither care in life ha'e I,
W: But live, and love my Nannie, O.
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T: MY ONLY JO AND DEARIE, O
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.252-254
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Bar 4 is missing a dot; added at the obvious place.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: Em
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w: Thy cheek is o'* the* ro-se's hue, My
A3 c (BA) (GF) | G2 E2 E3 B |
w: on-ly jo* and* dear-ie, O; Thy
e3 f (gf) (e^d) | e2 B2 B2 G2 |
w: neck is o'* the* sil-ler dew, U-
A3 c (BA) (GF) | G2 E2 E3 :: B |
w: pon the banks* sae* brier-ie, O. Thy
e3 f g2 e2 | f3 ^d B2 zB | e3 f g2 (fe) |
w: teeth are o' the i-vo-ry, O sweet's the twin-kle*
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w: o' thine ee: Nae* joy, nae plea-*sure,*
e3 f Hg3 G | A3 c (BA) (GF) | G2 E2 E3 :|
w: blinks on me, My on-ly jo* and* dear-ie, O.
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W:2.The birdie sings upon the thorn
W: Its sang o' joy, fu' cheerie, O,
W: Rejoicing in the simmer morn,
W: Nae care to mak it eerie, O;
W: Ah! little kens the sangster sweet,
W: Aught o' the care I hae to meet,
W: That gars my restless bosom beat,
W: My only jo and dearie, O.
W:
W:3.When we were bairnies on yon brae,
W: And youth was blinkin bonny, O,
W: Aft we wad daff the li'elang day,
W: Our joys fu' sweet and monie, O.
W: Aft I wad chace thee o'er the lee,
W: And round about the thorny tree,
W: Or pu' the wild flowers a' for thee,
W: My only jo and dearie, O.
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W:
W:4.I hae a wish I canna tine,
W: 'Mang a' the cares that grieve me, O;
W: I wish that thou wert ever mine,
W: And never mair to leave me, O;
W: Then I wad daut thee night and day,
W: Nae ither war'dly care I'd hae,
W: Till life's warm stream forgat to play,
W: My only jo and dearie, O.
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T: NANCY'S TO THE GREEN-WOOD GANE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.254-257
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Added missing dot to fix the rhythm in measure 4.
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: There Nan-cy's to the* green-**wood gane, To
A3 B (A>Bd) F | TA4 d3 A | B2 (B/c/d)
w: hear the gowd-**spink chatt'-ring, And WIl-lie**
{B}A2 (GF) | (GFTE) D B3 d | A3 B (A>BA) F |
w: he has* fol-**low'd her, To gain her love** by
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TA4 d2 :: (A>B) | d2 f2 {g}f2 (ef) | (gfTe) d
w: flatt'-ring. But* a' that he could* say** or
B2 (A>B) | d2 f2 (gf) (ed) | (Tf3 g) a2 zb |
w: do, She* geck'd and scorn-*ed* at* him; And
a2 f2 {g}f2 (ef) | (gfTe) d B2 g | (fg) a2
w: ay when he be-*gan** to woo, She bid* him
(A>BA) F | TA4 d2 :|
w: mind** what gat him.
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W:2.What ails ye at my dad, quoth he,
W: My minny, or my aunty?
W: Wi' crowdy-mowdy they fed me,
W: Lang-kail, and ranty-tanty:
W: Wi' bannocks o' gude barley-meal,
W: O' thae there was right plenty,
W: Wi' chapped stocks fu' butter'd weel;
W: And was na that right dainty?
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W:
W:3.Although my father was nae laird,
W: 'Tis daffin to be vaunty,
W: He keepit ay a gude kail-yard,
W: A ha'-house, and a pantry;
W: A gude blue bannet on his head,
W: An owrlay 'bout his craigy;
W: And ay until the day he died,
W: He rade on gude shanks-naigy.
W:
W:4.Now, wae and wonder on your snout!
W: Wad ye hae bonny Nancy?
W: Wad ye compare yoursel to me?
W: A docken till a tansy!
W: I hae a wooer o' my ain,
W: They ca' him souple Sandy;
W: And weel I wat, his bonny mou'
W: Is sweet like sugar-candy.
W:
W:5.Wow, Nancy! what needs a' this din?
W: Do I na ken this Sandy?
W: I'm sure the chief o' a' his kin
W: Was Rab the beggar randy.
W: His minny, Meg, upon her back,
W: Bare baith him and his billy:
W: W'ill ye compare a nasty pack
W: To me, your winsome Willie?
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W:
W:6.My gutcher left a gude braid sword,
W: Though it be auld and rusty,
W: Yet ye may tak it on my word,
W: It is baith stout and trusty:
W: And if I can but get it drawn.
W: Which will be right uneasy,
W: I shall lay baith my lugs in pawn,
W: That he shall get a heezy,
W:
W:7.Then Nancy turn'd her round about,
W: And said, Did Sandy hear ye,
W: Ye wadna miss to get a clout;
W: I ken he doesna fear ye,
W: Sae haud your tongue, and say nae mair;
W: Set somewhere else your fancy;
W: For as lang's Sandy's to the fore,
W: Ye never shall get Nancy.
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T: OSCAR'S GHOST
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.197-198
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G
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D | {D}E> G G3 G | {G}E> G G3 G |
w: O see that form that faint-ly gleams! 'Tis
{G}A> B {B}e2 d2 | {e}d> c {c}B3 d |
w: Os-car come to cheer my dreams: On
d (B/c/) {d}e2 B2 | A> G {D}E2 (BA) | {A}G F TE2 D2 |
w: wings of* wind he flies a-way; O* stay, my love-ly
E (B/A/) G3 :|
w: Os-car,* stay.
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W:2.Wake, Ossian, last of Fingal's line,
W: And mix thy tears and sighs with mine.
W: Awake the harp to doleful lays,
W: And soothe my soul with Oscar's praise.
W:
W:3.The shell is ceas'd in Oscar's hall,
W: Since gloomy Cairbar wrought his fall;
W: The roe on Morven lightly bounds,
W: Nor hears the cry of Oscar's hounds.
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T: PATIE'S WEDDING
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.228-232
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: lengthened last note to fix rhythm.
M: 9/8
L: 1/8
K: Am
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e | e> d c B c A ^G3 |
w: As Pa-tie cam up frae the glen,
A B A A ^G A B Hd e |
w: Dri-ving his we-thers be-fore him, He
e> d c B c A ^G2 G |
w: met bon-ny Meg gang-ing hame, Her
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A B A A ^G A B He2 |]
w: beau-ty was like for to smore him.
[| e |
w: O
c> d e e g ^f Hg2 (B/c/) | d B d g
w: din-na ye ken, bon-ny Meg, That* you and I's gaun
B c d< Hc B | c> d e e d c HB2 B |
w: to be mar-ried? I ra-ther had bro-ken my leg, Be-
c B A A ^G A B e2 |]
w: for sic a bar-gain mis-car-ried.
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W: 2.Na, Patie; O wha's tell'd you that?
W: I think that o' news they've been scanty,
W: That I should be married sae soon,
W: Or yet should hae been sae flanty:
W: I winna be married the year,
W: Suppose I were courted by twenty;
W: Sae, Patie, ye need nae mair spier,
W: For weel a wat I dinna want ye.
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W:
W: 3.Now, Maggy, what maks ye sae sweer?
W: Is't 'cause that I hae na a mailen?
W: The lad that has plenty o' gear
W: Need ne'er want a hauf nor a hale ane.
W: My dad has a gude grey mare,
W: And yours has twa cows and a filly?
W: And that will be plenty o' gear,
W: Sae, Maggy, be na sae ill-willy.
W:
W: 4.Indeed, Patie, I dinna ken,
W: But first ye maun spier at my daddy;
W: You're as weel born as Ben,
W: And I canna say but I'm ready:
W: There's plenty o' yarn on the clues,
W: To mak me a coat and a jimpy,
W: And plaiden eneugh to be trews,
W: Gif I get ye, I shanna scrimp ye.
W:
W: 5.Now fair fa' ye, my bonny Meg,
W: I'se let a wee smacky fa' on you;
W: May my neck be as lang as my leg,
W: If I be an ill husband to you;
W: Sae gang your way hame e'now,
W: Mak ready gin this day fifteen days,
W: And tell your father the news,
W: That I'll be his son in great kindness.
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W:
W: 6.It was nae lang after that,
W: Wha cam to our bigging but Patie,
W: Weel drest in a braw new coat,
W: And vow but he thought himsel pretty;
W: His bannet was little frae new,
W: In it was a loop and a slitty,
W: To tie in a ribbon sae blue,
W: To bab at the neck o' his coaty.
W:
W: 7.Then Patie cam in wi' a sten',
W: Said, Peace be here to the bigging.
W: You're welcome, quo' William, come ben,
W: Or I wish it may rive frae the rigging:
W: Now draw in your seat and sit down,
W: And tell's a' your news in a hurry,
W: And haste ye, Meg, and be done,
W: And hing on the pan wi' the berry.
W:
W: 8.Quo' Patie, my news is nae thrang;
W: Yestreen I was wi' his Honour;
W: I've ta'en three rigs o' braw land,
W: And hae bound mysel under a honour:
W: And now my errand to you
W: Is for Maggy to help me to labour;
W: I think ye maun gie's the best cow,
W: Because that our hadden's but sober.
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W:
W: 9.Weel, now for to help ye through,
W: I'll be at the cost o' the bridal;
W: I'se cut the craig o' the ewe
W: That had amaist died o' the side-ill;
W: And that will be plenty o' bree,
W: Sae lang as our weel is nae reisted,
W: To a' the gude neighbours and we,
W: And I think we'll no be that ill feasted.
W:
W:10.Quo' Patie, O that'll do weel,
W: And I'll gie you brose i' the morning,
W: O' kail that was made yestreen,
W: For I like them best in the forenoon.
W: Sae Tam, the piper, did play,
W: And ilka ane danc'd that was willing,
W: And a' the lave they ranked through,
W: And they held the stoupy ay filling.
W:
W:11.The auld wives sat and they chew'd;
W: And when that the carles grew nappy,
W: They danc'd as weel as they dow'd,
W: Wi' a crack o' their thumbs, and a kappie.
W: The lad that wore the white band,
W: I think they ca'd him Jamie Mather,
W: And he took the bride by the hand,
W: And cry'd to play up Maggie Lauder.
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T: the POSIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.226-228
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
N: Rest added at end to correct the rhythm.
M: C|
L: 1/8
K: Em
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w: O love will ven-ture in, where it
b b a g f3 (e/^d/) | e> d e f
w: dare-na weel be seen, O* love will ven-ture
g2 B2 | c B A G A3 B |
w: in, where wis-dom ance has been. But
e B B B e B B> B |
w: I will down yon ri-ver rove, a-
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c B A2 G F3 (G/A/) | B c d c
w: mang the leaves sae green, And* a' to pu' a
e B B> A | G2 F2 E2 z |]
w: po-sie to my ain dear Jean.
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W:2.The primrose I will pu', the firstling o' the year,
W: And I will pu' the pink, the emblem o' my dear;
W: For she's the pink o' womankind, (I will her ay esteem)
W: And a' to be a posie for my ain dear Jean.
W:
W:3.I'll pu' the budding rose, when it glitters wi' the dew,
W: For its like a ba'my kiss o* her sweet bonny mou';
W: The daisy for simplicity, and unaffected mein,
W: And a' to be a posie to my ain dear Jean.
W:
W:4.The lily is pure, and the lily it is fair,
W: And in her lovely breast, I'll place the lily there,
W: The hyacinth for constancy, and sweetly smelling bean,
W: And a' to be a posie for my ain dear Jean.
W:
W:5.The woodbine I will pu', when the e'ening star is near,
W: I'll pu' the vi'let too, which weel she fa's to wear;
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W: Wi' ilka flow'r on hill or dale, that's sweet or comely seen,
W: And a' to be a posie for my ain dear Jean.
W:
W:6.I'll tie the posie round wi' the silken cord o' love,
W: And place it in her bosom, then swear by a' above,
W: That to my latest breath o' life the band shall ay remain,
W: And this will be a posie to my ain dear Jean.
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T: ROCK AND WEE PICKLE TOW
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.138-146
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/4
K: G
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D E G A | B2 d/ d/ | e> d B |
w: There was an auld wife had a wee pick-le
{B}A2 (d/c/) | B G A | (B> c) (A/d/) | B G2 |
w: tow, And* she wad gae try* the* spin-ning
G2 D | E G A | B2 d | e g B |
w: o't; But loot-ing her down, her rock took a
{B}A2 (d/c/) | B G A | B2 A | B G2 | G2 |]
w: low, And* that was an ill be-gin-ning o't.
g | e e g | e e g | e e g |
w: She spat on't, she flet on't, and trampt on its
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(e d) B | d> e d | d> e f | g f e |
w: pow,* But a' that she did on-ly blew up the
{e}d2 B | c> B c | d e f | g d B |
w: low; She curs'd baith the rock and the wee pick-le
{B}A2 f | g G A | B2 (A/d/) | B G2 | G2 |]
w: tow, A-lack! for the drea-ry spin-ning o't.
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W:2.I've wanted a sark for these eight years and ten,
W: And this was to be the beginning o't;
W: But I vow I shall want it for as lang again,
W: Or ever I try the spinning o't.
W: For never, since ever they ca'd me's they ca' me,
W: Did sic a mishap and mishanter befa' me;
W: Ye shall hae leave baith to hang me and draw me,
W: If ever I try the spinning o't.
W:
W:3.I hae kept a house for these threescore o' years,
W: And never did try the spinning o't;
W: But how I was sacked, foul fa' them that spiers,
W: It minds me upo' the beginning o't.
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W: But women are now-a-days turned sae braw,
W: That ilk ane maun hae a sark, some maun hae twa,
W: The warld was better when the fient ane ava,
W: To hinder the first beginning o't.
W:
W:4.Foul fa' them that ever advis'd me to spin,
W: That had been sae lang o' beginning o't;
W: I weel might hae ended as I did begin,
W: Nor got sic a fear wi' the spinning o't:
W: But they say she's a wise wife wha kens her ain weird;
W: I thought ance on a day it wad never been spier'd,
W: How loot ye the low tak the rock by the beard,
W: When ye gade to try the spinning o't?
W:
W:5.The spinning, the spinning, it gars my heart sab,
W: When I think upon the beginning o't;
W: I thought ere I died to have made me a wab,
W: But still I had weirs o' the spinning o't.
W: But had I nine daughters, as I hae but three,
W: The safest and soundest advice I wad gie,
W: Is that they frae spinning wad keep their hands free,
W: For fear of a bad beginning o't.
W:
W:6.Yet in spite of my counsel, if they will needs run
W: The drearysome task o' the spinning o't,
W: Let them seek a lown place in the heat o' the sun,
W: And there venture on the beginning o't.
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W: But to do as I did, alas and avow!
W: To busk up my rock by the cheek o' the low,
W: Some may say that I had little wit in my pow,
W: And as little to do wi' the spinning o't.
W:
W:7.But yet, after a', there is ae thing that grieves
W: My heart, to think on the beginning o't;
W: Had I won but the length o' ae pair o' sleeves,
W: Then there wad been word o' the spinning o't:
W: Then I'd hae twa washin' and bleached like snaw.
W: And on my twa gardies like muggons to draw,
W: And then fouk wad say that auld Grizzy was braw,
W: And a' was upon her ain spinning o't.
W:
W:8.But gin I wad shog about till a new spring,
W: I should yet hae a bout o' the spinning o't;
W: A mutchkin o' lintseed I'd in the yird fling,
W: For a' the wanchancie beginning o't.
W: I'll gar my ain Tammie gang down to the howe,
W: And cut me a rock o' the withershins grow,
W: O' gude rantry-tree, for to carry my tow,
W: And a spindle o' the same for the twining o't.
W:
W:9.For now when I mind me, I met Maggy Grim,
W: That morning, just at the beginning o't;
W: She was ne'er ca'd chancy, but unlucky and slim,
W: And sae it has far'd o' my spinning o't.
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W: But gin my new rock were ance cutted and dry,
W: Ise a' Maggy's can and her cantrips defy,
W: And, but ony soothing, the spinning I'll try,
W: And yese a' hear o' the beginning o't.
W:
W:10.Quo' Tibby her daughter, tak tent what ye say,
W: The never a rag we'll be seeking o't;
W: Gin ye ance begin, ye'll traverse night and day,
W: Sae it's vain ony mair to be speaking o't.
W: Since Lammas I'm now gane thirty and twa,
W: And ne'er a dud sark had I yet, great or sma',
W: And what waur am I? I'm as warm and as braw
W: As thrummmy-tail'd Meg, that's a spinner o't.
W:
W:11.To labour lint land, and then buy the seed,
W: And then to yoke me to the harrowing o't,
W: And syne hobble amang't, and pick out ilka weed,
W: Like a swine in a sty, at the farrowing o't:
W: Syne bowing, and rippling, and steeping, and then
W: To gar's gae and spread it upon the cauld plain;
W: And then, after a', maybe labour in vain,
W: When the wind and the weet gets the fushon o't.
W:
W:12.But though it should happen the weather to bide,
W: Wi' beetles we're set to the drubbing o't;
W: And then frae our fingers to gudge a' the hide,
W: Wi' the wearisome wark o' the spinning o't.
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W: And syne ilka tait maun be heckled out-through,
W: The lint putten ae gate, anither the tow,
W: Sjne on a rock with it, and it taks a low:
W: The back o' my hand to the spinning o't.
W:
W:13.Quo' Jenny, I think, woman, ye're in the right,
W: Set your feet a-spar to the spinning o't;
W: We may tak our advice frae our ain mither's fright,
W: That she gat when she tried the spinning o't.
W: But they'll say that auld fouk are twice bairns indeed,
W: And sae has she kyth'd it, but there is nae need,
W: To sic an amshah that we drive out o' head,
W: As lang's we're sae scar'd frae the spinning o't,
W:
W:14.Quo' Nancy the youngest, I've now heard you a%
W: And dowy's your doom o' the spinning o't;
W: Gin ye fan, the cow flings, the cog's cast awa,
W: Ye may see where ye'll lick up your winning o't.
W: But I see that by spinning ye'll never be braw.
W: But gae by the name o' a dilp or a daw;
W: But lick where ye like, I shall ance shake a fa',
W: Afore I be dung wi' the spinning o't.
W:
W:15.For weel can I mind me, when black Willie Bell
W: Had Tibbie there, just at the winning o't,
W: What blew up the bargain, she kens weel hersel,
W: Was the want o' the knack o' the spinning o't,
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W: And now, poor woman, for ought that I ken,
W: She never may get sic an offer again,
W: But pine awa, bit and bit, like Jenkin's hen,
W: And naething to wyte but the spinning o't.
W:
W:16.But were it for naething but just that alane,
W: I shall yet hae a bout at the spinning o't;
W: They may cast me, and e'en ca' me black at the bane,
W: But no 'cause I shunn'd the beginning o't.
W: But be that as it happens, I carena a strae,
W: For nane o' the lads e'er shall hae it to say,
W: When he comes to woo, she kens naething ava,
W: Nor has ony can at the spinning o't.
W:
W:17.It's needless for us to tak our remarks
W: Frae our mither's miscooking the spinning o't;
W: She never kend ought o' the gude o' the sarks,
W: Frae this, a' back to the spinning o't.
W: Three ell o' plaiding was a' that was sought
W: By our auld waly bodies, and that boot be bought,
W: For in ilka town sickan things were na wrought,
W: Sae little they kend o' the spinning o't.
W:
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T: THE SPINNING O'T
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Now Sandy, the winter's cauld blasts are awa,
W: And simmer, we've seen the beginning o't;
W: I've lang lang been wearied o' frost and o' snaw,
W: And sair hae I tir'd o' the spinning o't:
W: For when we were married our cleedin was thin,
W: And poortith, ye ken, made me eydent to spin;
W: 'Twas fain love o' you that first gart me begin,,
W: And blessings hae foUow'd the spinning o't.
W:
W:2.When mornings were cauld, and the keen frost and snaw
W: Were blawing, I mind the beginning o't,
W: And ye gade to wark, be it frost or be't thaw,
W: My task was nae less, at the spinning o't.
W: But now we've a pantry baith muckle and fu'
W: O' ilka thing gude for to gang in the mou';
W: A barrel o' ale, wi' some maut for to brew,
W: To mak us forget the beginning o't.
W:
W:3.And when winter comes back, wi' the snell hail and rain,
W: Nae mair I'll sit down to the spinning o't,
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W: Nor you gang and toil in the cauld fields again.
W: As little think on the beginning o't.
W: O' sheep we hae scores, and o' kye twenty -five,
W: Far less we hae seen wad hae made us fu' blythe;
W: But thrift and industry maks poor fouk to thrive,
W: A clear proof o' that is the spinning o't.
W:
W:4.Although at our marriage our stock was but sma',
W: And heartless and hard the beginning o't,
W: When ye was engaged the ousen to ca',
W: And first my young skill tried the spinning o't:
W: But now we can dress in our plaidies sae sma',
W: Fu' neat and fu' clean gae to kirk or to ha',
W: And ay look as blythe as the best o' them a';
W: Sae luck has been at the beginning o't.
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T: ROSLIN CASTLE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.222-226
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
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w: 'Twas* in that* sea-son* of** the year, When*
E2 (e>f) {ef}g2 (fe) | (^d>ef) d B2 (A>B) |
w: all things* gay and* sweet** ap-pear, That*
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(cB) (AG) F2 (GA) | (BG) (FE) {e}^d2 (ef) |
w: Co-*lin,* with the* mor-*ning* ray, A-*
(ge) (f^d) (eB) (AB) | G2 (TF>E) E2 ][ B2 |
w: rose* and* sung* his* ru-ral* lay. Of
e2 (ef) {a}g2 (fe) | (ba) (ga) {g}f2 (e^d) |
w: Nan-ny's* charms the* shep-*herd* sung, The*
(eB) (ef) {a}g2 (fe) | (ba) (ga) {g}f2 (AB) |
w: hills* and* dales with* Nan-*ny* rung; While*
(cB) (AG) F2 (GA) | (BG) (FE) {e}H^d2 (e>f) |
w: Ros-*lin* cas-tle* heard* the* swain, And*
(ge) (f^d) (eB) (AB) | G2 (TF>E) E2 |]
w: e-*choed* back* the* cheer-ful* strain.
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W:2.Awake, sweet Muse! the breathing spring
W: With rapture warms, awake and sing!
W: Awake and join the vocal throng,
W: Who hail the morning with a song:
W: To Nanny raise the chearful lay;
W: O! bid her haste and come away;
W: In sweetest smiles herself adorn,
W: And add new graces to the morn!
W:
W:3.O hark, my love! on ev'ry spray,
W: Each feather'd warbler tunes his lay;
W: 'Tis beauty fires the ravish'd throng,
W: And love inspires the melting song:
W: Then let my raptur'd notes arise,
W: For beauty darts from Nanny's eyes,
W: And love my rising bosom warms,
W: And fills my soul with sweet alarms.
W:
W:4.O come, my love! thy Colin's lay
W: With rapture calls, O come away!
W: Come, while the Muse this wreath shall twine
W: Around that modest brow of thine.
W: O! hither haste, and with thee bring
W: That beauty blooming like the spring,
W: Those graces that divinely shine,
W: And charm this ravish'd breast of mine!
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W:1.From Roslin Castle's echoing walls
W: Resound my shepherd's ardent calls;
W: My Colin bids me come away,
W: And love demands I should obey.
W: His melting strain, and tuneful lay,
W: So much the charms of love display,
W: I yield--nor longer can refrain
W: To own my love, and bless my swain.
W:
W:2.No longer can my heart conceal
W: The painful-pleasing flame I feel;
W: My soul retorts the am'rous strain,
W: And echoes back in love again.
W: Where lurks my songster? from what grove
W: Does Colin pour his notes of love?
W: O bring me to the happy bower,
W: Where mutual love my bliss secure!
W:
W:3.Ye vocal hills, that catch the song,
W: Repeating as it flies along,
W: To Colin's ears my strain convey.
W: And say, I haste to come away.
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W: Ye zephers soft, that fan the gale,
W: Waft to my love the soothing tale;
W: In whispers all my soul express,
W: And tell I haste his arms to bless.
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T: SAW YE MY FATHER
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.103-104
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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w: O Saw* ye my fa-ther, or saw ye my
{d}c4 B2 A2 | d4 c3 d | {c}B6 A2 | A6 ::\
w: mo-ther, or saw ye my true-love John?
zG | (F3E) F3 d | {G}F4 E3 D | (E3D) E3 F |
w: I saw* na your fa-ther, I saw* na your
G4 A3 B | {B}A4 F3 A | (A2G2) (F2E2) | D6 |]
w: mo-ther, But I saw your true-*love* John.
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W:2.It's now ten at night, and the stars gie nae light,
W: And the bells they ring, ding dong;
W: He's met wi' some delay, that causeth him to stay,
W: But he will be here ere long.
W:
W:3.The surly auld carle did naething but snarl,
W: And Johnny's face it grew red;
W: Yet tho' he often sigh'd, he ne'er a word reply'd,
W: Till all were asleep in bed.
W:
W:4.Up Johnny rose, and to the door he goes,
W: And gently tirled the pin:
W: The lassie taking tent, unto the door she went,
W: Then open'd and let him in.
W:
W:5.And are ye come at last, and do I hold ye fast?
W: And is my Johnny true?
W: I hae nae time to tell, but sae lang's I like mysel
W: Sae lang shall I love you.
W:
W:6.Flee up, flee up, my bonny grey cock,
W: And craw when it is day;
W: Your neck shall be like the bonny beaten gold,
W: And your wings of the silver grey.
W:
W:7.The cock prov'd fause, and untrue he was,
W: For he crew an hour o'er soon:
W: The lassie thought it day when she sent her love away,
W: And it was but a blink of the moon.
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T: the SOLDIER'S RETURN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.92-96
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
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(de) | {d}f2 (A>B) {B}A3 d | ({=c}BA) (Bd)
w: When* wild war's*dead-ly blast* was*
{f}e2 (de) | f2 A2 (gf) (ed) | ({=c}B3 ^c d2) (de) |
w: blawn, And* gen-tle peace* re-*turn-*ing, And*
f2 (A>B) A3 d | (BA) (Bd) e2 (de) |
w: eyes a-*gain wi' plea-*sure* beam'd, That*
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{d}f2 A2 (gf) (ed) | ({=c}B3 ^c) d2 ][ zA |
w: had been blear'd* wi'* mourn-*ing; I
(de) (fg) {f}a3 a | (ba) (gf) e3 A | (de) (fg)
w: left* the* lines and tent-*ed* field, Where lang* I'd*
(ab) (ag) | (f3 g) a2 zA | (de) (fg) a2 (fa) |
w: been* a* lodg-*er; My hum-ble* knap-sack*
(ba) (gf) e2 (de) | f2 A2 (gf) (ed) |
w: a'* my* wealth, A* poor but ho-*nest*
({=c}B3 ^c) {e}d2 |]
w: sod-*ger.
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W:2.A leel light heart beat in my breast,
W: My hands unstain'd wi' plunder;
W: And to dear Scotia hame again,
W: I cheerly on did wanter.
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W: I thought upon the banks o' Coil,
W: I thought upon my Nancy,
W: I thought upon her witching smile,
W: That caught my youthfu' fancy.
W:
W:3.At length I reach'd the bonny glen,
W: Where early life I sported,
W: I pass'd the mill and trysting thorn,
W: Where Nancy oft I courted.
W: Wha spied I but mine ain dear maid,
W: Down by her mother's dwelling!
W: And turn'd me round to hide the flood
W: That in my een was swelling.
W:
W:4.Wi' alter'd voice, quoth I, Sweet lass,
W: Sweet as yon hawthorn blossom,
W: O ! happy, happy may he be
W: That's dearest to thy bosom!
W: My purse is light, I've far to gang,
W: Fain wad I be thy lodger;
W: I've serv'd my king and country lang,
W: Tak pity on a sodger.
W:
W:5.Sae wistfully she gaz'd on me,
W: And lovelier grew than ever;
W: Quoth she, A sodger ance I lo'ed,
W: Forget him I shall never.
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W: Our humble cot, and namely fare,
W: Ye freely shall partake o't:
W: That gallant badge, the dear cockade,
W: Ye're welcome for the sake o't.
W:
W:6.She gaz'd--she redden'd like a rose,
W: Syne, pale like ony lily,
W: She sunk within my arms, and cried,
W: Art thou mine ain dear Willie?
W: By him who made yon sun and sky,
W: By whom true love's regarded,
W: I am the man!--and thus may still
W: True lovers be rewarded.
W:
W:7.The wars are o'er, and I'm come hame,
W: And find thee still true-hearted;
W: Though poor in gear, we're rich in love,
W: And, mair, we'se ne'er be parted.
W: Quo' she, My grandsire left me gowd,
W: A mailin plenish'd fairly;
W: Come then, my faithfu' sodger lad,
W: Thou'rt welcome to it dearly.
W:
W:8.For gold the merchant ploughs the main,
W: The farmer ploughs the manor;
W: But glory is the sodger's prize;
W: The sodger's wealth is honour,
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W: The brave poor sodger ne'er despise,
W: Nor count him as a stranger,
W: Remember, he's his country's stay,
W: In day and hour o' danger.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Beneath a green shade I fand a fair maid,
W: Was sleeping sound and still, O;
W: A' lowan wi' love, my fancy did rove
W: Around her wi' good will, O.
W: Her bosom I prest, but sunk in her rest,
W: She stirr'd na my joy to spill, O:
W: While kindly she slept, close to her I crept,
W: And kiss'd, and kiss'd her my fill, O.
W:
W:2.Oblig'd by command in Flanders to land,
W: T' employ my courage and skill, O,
W: Frae her quietly I staw, hoist sails and awa,
W: For the wind blew fair on the billow.
W: Twa years brought me hame, where loud-fraising Fame
W: Tauld me, wi' a voice right shrill, O,
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W: My lass, like a fool, had mounted the stool,
W: Nor kend wha had done her the ill, O.
W:
W:3.Mair fond o' her charms, wi' my son in her arms,
W: I ferlying spier'd how she fell, O;
W: Wi' the tear in her ee, quo' she, Let me die,
W: Sweet Sir, gin I can tell, O.
W: But love gave command, I took her by the hand,
W: And bade a' her fears expel, O,
W: And nae mair look wan, for I was the man
W: Wha had done her the deed mysel, O,
W:
W:4.My bonny sweet lass, on the gowany grass,
W: Beneath the Shilling hill, O,
W: If I did offence, I'se mak ye amends
W: Before I leave Peggy's mill, O.
W: O the mill mill O, and the kill kill O,
W: And the coggin o' the wheel, O;
W: The sack and the sieve, a' that ye maun leave,
W: And round wi' a sodger reel, O.
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T: the SONG OF DEATH
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.46-47
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
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A2 | B3 A (Bd) e2 e2 a2 |
w: Fare-well, thou fair* day, thou green
f3 e {f e}d2 {d}B4 g2 | f2 {g}a2 ({g}fe)
w: earth, and ye skies, Now gay with the*
d2 d2 (F^G) | A6- A4 (Bd) | B3 A (Bd)
w: broad set-ting* sun!* Fare-*wel, loves and*
e3 f g2 | {g}f2 e3 d {d}B4 g2 |
w: friend-ships, ye dear ten-der ties; Our
(f>g) ({f g}ag) (fe) d2 d2 (F^G) | A6- A4 ][ (fg) |
w: race* of* ex-*ist-ence is* run.* Thou*
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a2 a2 d'2 b2 b2 (d'=c') | b3 a g2 B4 g2 |
w: grim King of Ter-rors, thou* life's gloom-y foe, Go
f3 e (fa) b a3 f2 | {f}a6- a4 a2 | b3 a g2
w: fright-en the* co-ward and slave!* Go teach them to
a2 a2 g2 | f3 e {f e}d2 B4 g2 | f a3 (fe)
w: trem-ble, fell ty-rant! but know, No ter-rorrs has*
d2 d2 (F^G) | A6- A4 |]
w: thou to the* brave.*
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W: Thou strik'st the dull peasant, he sinks in the dark,
W: Nor saves ev'n the wreck of a name:
W: Thou strik'st the young hero, a glorious mark!
W: He falls in the blaze of his fame.
W: In the field of proud honour, our swords in our hands,
W: Our King and our Country to save,
W: While victory shines on life's last ebbing sands,
W: O, who would not die with the brave!
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T: SWEETEST MAY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.265-266
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
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[|\
(f>e) d (A<F) A | (B<G) B (A<F) d |
w: Sweet-*est May,* let love* in-spire* thee;
(f>e) d (A<F) A | (Bd) c d2 A |
w: Take* a heart* which he* de-signs thee:
(f>e) d (A<F) A | (B<G) B (A<F) d |
w: As* they con-*stant slave* re-gard* it;
(f>e) d (Bg) f | {f}(ed) c d2 A |]
w: For* its faith* and truth* re-ward it.
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W:2.Proof o' shot to birth or money,
W: Not the wealthy, but the bonny,
W: Not high-born, but noble-minded,
W: In love's silken band can bind it.
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T: SWEET ANNY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.178-181
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
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N: Added dot to last note in each strain, to correct the rhythm.
M: C
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F | B2 (de) f3 z/b/ | (f<d) (c>B) (d<c) (B^A) |
w: Sweet An-ny* frae the sea-*beach* came,* Where*
B2 {c}(d>e) f3 z/b/ | (f<d) (c<B) B3 F |
w: Jock-ey* speel'd the ves-*sel's* side; Ah!
B2 (d>e) f3 z/b/ | (f<d) (cB) (dc) (B^A) |
w: wha can* keep their heart* at* hame,* When*
B2 (d>e) f3 z/b/ | (f<d) (c>B) B3 |: A |
w: Jock-ey's* tost a-boon* the* tide. Far
d2 (f<d) (a<f) (ed) | (e<c) (B>A) {cd}e2 (dc) |
w: aff to* dis-*tant* realms* he* gangs, Yet*
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(d<B) (d<B) f2 (ed) | (cB) (^A^G) F3 z/F/ |
w: I'll* prove* true, as* he* has* been; And
B2 (dB) (c^A) (^GF) | (c>d) (e<c) (dc) (B^A) |
w: when ilk* lass* a-*bout* him* thrangs,* He'll
B2 (df) b<g f e | (f<d) (c>B) B3 :|
w: think on* An-*ny, his faith-*fu'* ain.
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W:2.I met our wealthy laird yestreen;
W: Wi' gowd in hand he tempted me;
W: He prais'd my brow, my rolling een,
W: And made a brag o' what he'd gie.
W: What though my Jockey's far away,
W: Tost up and down the dinsome main?
W: I'll keep my heart anither day,
W: Since Jockey may return again.
W:
W:3.Nae mair, false Jamie, sing nae mair,
W: And fairly cast your pipe away;
W: My Jockey wad be troubled sair,
W: To see his friend his love betray:
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W: For a' your sangs and verse are vain,
W: While Jockey's notes do faithfu' flow;
W: My heart to him shall true remain,
W: I'll keep it for my constant jo.
W:
W:4.Blaw saft, ye gales, round Jockey's head,
W: And gar the waves be calm and still;
W: His hameward sail wi' breezes speed,
W: And dinna a' my pleasure spill.
W: What though my Jockey's far away?
W: Yet he will braw in siller shine;
W: I'll keep my heart anither day,
W: Since Jockey may again be mine.
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T: to the same air
K:
W:1.Wi' waefu' heart and sorrowing ee,
W: I saw my Jamie sail awa:
W: O 'twas a fatal day to me,
W: That day he past the Berwick Law.
W: How joyless now seem'd a' behind!
W: I ling'ring stray'd alang the shore;
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W: Dark boding fears hung on my mind,
W: That I might never see him more.
W:
W:2.The night came on wi' heavy rain,
W: Loud, fierce, and wild, the tempest blew;
W: In mountains roll'd the awful main--
W: Ah, hapless maid! my fears how true!
W: The landsmen heard their drowning cries;
W: The wreck was seen with dawning day:
W: My love was found, and now he lies
W: Low in the isle o' gloomy May.
W:
W:3.O boatman, kindly waft me o'er!
W: The cavern'd rock shall be my home;
W: 'Twill ease my burden'd heart, to pour
W: Its sorrows o'er his grassy tomb.
W: Wi' sweetest flow'rs I'll deck his grave,
W: And 'tend them through the langsome year;
W: I'll water them ilk morn and eve
W: Wi' deepest sorrow's warmest tear.
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T: TAK YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.158-161
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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w: In win-ter, when the rain rain'd cauld, And
d> c B2 zc | ^A> ^G F2 zc |
w: frost and snaw on il-ka hill, And
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d> e d3 f | e> d c3 {de}f |
w: Bo-reas, wi' his blasts sae bauld, Was
d> c B3 c | ^A> B F3 ][ c | d> A
w: threat'-ning a' our kye to kill. Then Bell my
A2 zG | F> A A2 zA | F> B B2 zc |
w: wife, wha loes na strife, She said to me, right
d> e f2 ze | d> d d3 d | e> f
w: has-ti-ly, Get up, gued-man, save Crum-my's
a2 za | (b/a/) (g/f/) {ef}g2 f> e | (d>c) B3 |]
w: life, And tak* your* auld cloak a-bout* ye.
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W: And she has come of a good kin';
W: Aft has she wet the bairns mou',
W: And I am laith that she should tine,
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W: Get up, gudeman, it is fu' time;
W: The sun shines in the lift sae hie:
W: Sloth never made a gracious end,
W: Gae tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:3.My cloak was ance a gude grey cloak,
W: When it was fitting for my wear;
W: But now its scantly worth a groat,
W: For I hae worn't this thretty year.
W: Let's spend the gear that we hae won;
W: We little ken the day we'll die;
W: Then I'll be proud, since I hae sworn
W: To hae a new cloak about me.
W:
W:4.In days when our king Robert rang,
W: His trews they cost but half a crown;
W: He said they were a groat owre dear,
W: And ca'd the tailor thief and loun.
W: He was the king that wore a crown,
W: And thou a man o' low degree;
W: It's pride puts a' the country down,
W: Sae tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:5.Ev'ry land has its ain laugh,
W: Ilk kind o' corn has its ain hool,
W: I think the warld is a' run wrang,
W: When ilka wife her man wad rule:
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W: Do ye not see Rob, Jock, and Hab,
W: How they are girded gallantly?
W: While I sit hurklin in the ase;
W: I'll hae a new cloak about me,
W:
W:6.Gudeman, I wat it's thretty years
W: Since we did ane anither ken,
W: And we hae had, between us twa,
W: O' lads and bonny lasses ten;
W: Now they are women grown and men,
W: I wish and pray, weel may they be;
W: And if you prove a good husband,
W: E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.
W:
W:7.Bell my wife, she loes na strife,
W: But she wad guide me if she can;
W: And to maintain an easy life,
W: I aft maun yield, though I'm gudeman,
W: Nought's to be won at woman's hand,
W: Unless ye gie her a' the plea;
W: Then I'll leave aff whare I began,
W: And tak my auld cloak about me.
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T: TARRY WOO
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.188-190
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: G
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[|\
G3 A B2 (AG) | (ED) (EG) {G2}A4 | G3 A
w: Tar-ry woo, O* tar-*ry* woo, Tar-ry
B2 (AB) | (cB) (AG) (B>c d2) | G3 A {c}B2 (AG) |
w: woo is* ill* to* spin;** Card it weel, O*
(ED) (EG) {G2}A4 | G3 A B2 (AB) | (cB) (AG)
w: card* it* weel, Card it weel ere* ye* be-*
(B>c d2) |][| e2 (ge) d2 (ed) | B2 (gB) {B2}A4 |
w: gin.** When it's* card-ed,* row'd, and* spun,
e2 (ge) d3 e | (g>a) (ba) g4 | e2 (ge)
w: Then the* work is haf-*lens* done; But when*
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d2 (ed) | (cB) (gB) A3 B | (G>AB) c (d>ed) c |
w: wo-ven,* drest,* and* clean, It may** be clead-**ing
{c}B2 (AG) (B>c d2) |]
w: for a* queen.**
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W:2.Sing, my bonny harmless sheep,
W: That feed upon the mountains steep,
W: Bleating sweetly as ye go,
W: Through the winter's frost and snow;
W: Hart, and hind, and fallow deer,
W: No by hauf sae usefu' are:
W: Frae kings to him that hauds the plough,
W: A' are oblig'd to tarry woo.
W:
W:3.Up, ye shepherds! dance and skip,
W: O'er the hills and valleys trip;
W: Sing in praise of tarry woo,
W: Sing the flocks that bear it too;
W: Harmless creatures, without blame,
W: That clead the back and cram the wame,
W: Keep us warm and hearty fu';
W: Leeze me on the tarry woo.
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W:
W:4.How happy is the shepherd's life,
W: Far frae courts, and free of strife,
W: While the gimmers bleat and bae,
W: And the lambkins answer mae.
W: No such music to his ear;
W: Of thief or fox he has no fear;
W: Sturdy kent, and colly true,
W: Weel defend the tarry woo.
W:
W:5.He lives content, and envies none;
W: Not ev'n a monarch on his throne,
W: Though he the royal sceptre sways,
W: Has not sweeter holidays.
W: Who'd be a king? can ony tell,
W: When a shepherd sings sae well,
W: Sings sae well, and pays his due,
W: Wi' honest heart and tarry woo?
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T: TIBBIE, I HAE SEEN THE DAY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.108-112
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C|
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B | D< D E> G A> G E> G |
w: O Tib-bie, I hae seen the day, Ye
D< D E> G c3 e | d> B g> B
w: wad na been sae shy; For lack o' gear ye
A> G E> G | D< D E> G A3 |]
w: light-ly me, But, troth, I care na by.
B | c> A B> G A> G E> B |
w: Ye-streen I met you on the moor, Ye
c> B c> d e> f g> e |
w: spak na, but gade by like stoure; Ye
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d> B g> B A> G E> G | D< D
w: geck at me be-cause I'm poor, But fient a
E> G A2 |]
w: hair care I.
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W:2.O Tibbie! I hae seen the day
W: Ye wad na been sae shy;
W: For lack o' gear ye lightly me,
W: But, troth, I care na by.
W: I doubt na, lass, but ye may think,
W: Because ye hae the name o' clink,
W: That ye can please me wi' a wink,
W: Whene'er ye like to try.
W:
W:3.O Tibbie! I hae seen the day
W: Ye wad na been sae shy;
W: For lack o' gear ye lightly me,
W: But, troth, I care na by.
W: But sorrow tak him that's sae mean,
W: Although his pouch o' coin were clean,
W: Wha follows ony saucy quean
W: That looks sae proud and high.
W:
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W:4.O Tibbie! I hae seen the day
W: Ye wadna been sae shy;
W: For lack o' gear ye lightly me,
W: But, troth, I care na by.
W: Although a lad were e'er so smart,
W: If he but want the yellow dirt,
W: Ye'll cast your head anither airt,
W: And answer him fu' dry.
W:
W:5.O Tibbie! I hae seen the day
W: Ye wadna been sae shy;
W: For lack o' gear ye lightly me,
W: But troth, I care na by.
W: But if he hae the name o' gear,
W: Yell fasten to him like a brier,
W: Though hardly he, for sense or lear,
W: Be better than the kye.
W:
W:6.O Tibbie! I hae seen the day
W: Ye wad na been sae shy;
W: For lack o' gear ye lightly me,
W: But, troth, I care na by.
W: There lives a lass in yonder park,
W: I wad na gie her under sark
W: For thee, wi' a' thy thousand mark;
W: Ye need na look sae high.
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T: MY MARY
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.My Mary is a bonny lass,
W: Sweet as the dewy morn,
W: When Fancy tunes her rural reed
W: Beside the upland thorn:
W: She lives ahint yon sunny knowe,
W: Whese flow'rs in wild profusion grow,
W: Where spreading birks and hazles throw
W: Their shadows o'er the burn.
W:
W:2.It's no the streamlet-skirted wood,
W: Wi' a' its leafy bow'rs,
W: That gars me wade in solitud
W: Amang the wild-sprung flow'rs;
W: But aft I cast a langin ee
W: Down frae the bank out o'er the lee,
W: Where haply I my lass may see,
W: As through the broom she scours.
W:
W:3.Yestreen I met my bonny lassie
W: Coming frae the town;
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W: We, raptur'd, sunk in ithers arms.
W: And prest the breckans down.
W: The paitrick sung his e'ening note,
W: The rye-craik rispt his clam'rous throat,
W: While mony a soul-warm kiss I got,
W: That erl't her my own.
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T: TWEEDSIDE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.42-45
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: G
%%slurgraces no
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(B>A) | G2 D2 E2 | G3 A (Bc) | {B2}A4 (B>A) |
w: What* beau-ties does Flo-ra dis-*close, How*
G2 D2 E2 | G2 (dc) (BA) | G4 (B>A) |
w: sweet are her smiles up-*on* Tweed! But*
G2 D2 E2 | (GF) (GA) (Bc) | {B2}A4 (GA) | B2 (cB) (AG) |
w: Ma-ry's still sweet-*er* than* those, Both* na-ture* and*
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A2 D2 F2 | G4 :: (B>c) | d2 (cB) (AG) | d2 (ed) (cB) |
w: fan-cy ex-ceed. No* dai-sy* nor* sweet blush-*ing*
{B2}A4 (Bc) | {Bc}d2 (cB) (AG) | (GF) (GA) (Bc) | d4 (e/f/g) |
w: rose, Nor* all the* gay* flow'-rs of* the* field, Nor**
{e}d2 (cB) (AG) | (dB) (ed) (cB) | {B2}A4 (GA) |
w: Tweed glid-*ing* gen-*tly* thro'* those, Such*
B2 {cd}(cB) (AG) | ((3edc) B2 TA2 | G4 :|
w: beau-ty* and* plea-**sure does yield.
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W:2. The warblers are heard in the grove,
W: The linnet, the lark, and the thrush,
W: The blackbird, and sweet-cooing dove,
W: With music enchant ev'ry bush.
W: Come, let us go forth to the mead,
W: Let's see how the primroses spring.
W: We'll lodge in some village on Tweed,
W: And love while the feather'd folks sing.
W:
W:3. How does my love pass the long day?
W: Does Mary not tend a few sheep?
W: Do they never carelessly stray,
W: While happily she lies asleep?
W: Tweed's murmurs should lull her to rest:
W: Kind Nature indulging my bliss,
W: To ease the soft pains of my breast,
W: I'd steal an ambrosial kiss.
W:
W:4. 'Tis she does the virgins excel;
W: No beauty with her may compare;
W: Love's graces around her do dwell;
W: She's fairest, where thousands are fair.
W: Say, charmer, where do thy flocks stray?
W: Oh! tell me at noon where they feed?
W: Is it on the sweet-winding Tay,
W: Or pleasanter banks of the Tweed?
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T: ORIGINAL OF TWEEDSIDE
T: to the same air
K:
W:1. When Maggy and I were acquaint,
W: I carried my noddle fu' hie;
W: Nae lintwhite on a' the gay plain,
W: Nae gowdspink sae bonny as she.
W: I whistled, I pip'd, and I sang,
W: I woo'd, but I cam nae great speed;
W: Therefore I maun wander abroad,
W: And lay my banes far frae the Tweed,
W:
W:2. To Maggy my love I did tell;
W: My tears did my passion express:
W: Alas! for I lo'ed her owre well,
W: And the women lo'e sic a man less.
W: Her heart it was frozen and cauld,
W: Her price had my ruin decreed;
W: Therefore I maun wander abroad,
W: And lay my banes far frae the Tweed.
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T: TWINE WEEL THE PLAIDEN
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.146-148
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/16
K: D
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(DE) | F2 A2 {G}F2 (ED) E2 (FA) B3 B |
w: O* I hae lost my* silk-en* snood, That
A3 B {B}A2 (GF) {F}A4 D2 (DE) | F2 (FA) {G}F2 E D
w: tied my hair sae* yel-low; I've* gien my* heart to the
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E2 (FA) B3 B | A3 B (ABd) F {F}A4 D2 |]
w: lad I* lo'ed, He was a gal-**lant fel-low.
(AB/c/) | d3 e d2 (cB) {d}c2 (BA) A2 (Bc) |
w: And** twine it weel, my* bon-ny* dow, And*
d3 e {e}d2 (cB) {B}e4 A2 (Bc) | d2 (de) {e}d2 (cB)
w: twine it weel, the* plaid-en; The* las-sie* lost her*
{c}B2 A2 Hf2 (fe) | d3 B (BA) (dF) TE4 {DE} D2 |]
w: silk-en snood, In* pu'-ing o'* the* brack-en.
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W: He prais'd my een sae bonny blue,
W: Sae lily-white my skin, O,
W: And syne he pried my bonny mou',
W: And swore it was nae sin, O.
W: And twine, &c.
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W:
W: But he has left the lass he lo'ed,
W: His ain true-love forsaken,
W: Which gars me sair to greet the snood
W: I lost amang the bracken.
W: And twine, &c.
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T: the WAEFU' HEART
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.166-167
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: G
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G2 | G3 A {c}B2 (AG) | A3 B {d}c2 (BA) |
w: Gin liv-ing worth could* win my heart, You*
G2 (Bd) (ed) (cB) | (B3 c/B/ A2) zG | G3 F {F}E3 D |
w: wad na* speak* in* vain,*** But in the dark-some
E2 (G>A) {A}B3 e | d3 e B2 A2{GA} | G6 ][ d2 |
w: grave it's* laid, Ne-ver to rise a-gain. My
d3 (e/f/) {f}g3 (f/e/) | d3 e B3 e |
w: wae-fu'* heart lies* low wi' his, Whase
d3 e (dB) (AG) | (B3 c/B/ A2) zG | G2 B d
w: heart was on-*ly* mine;*** And oh! what a
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e3 d | g3 {b}a g3 Hy (e/d/) | (d<B) (g<e)
w: heart was that to lose! But* I* maun*
(d<B) A2{GA} | G6 |]
w: not* re-pine.
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W:2.Yet oh! gin heav'n in mercy soon
W: Would grant the boon I crave,
W: And tak this life, now naething worth,
W: Sin' Jamie's in his grave.
W: And see, his gentle spirit comes
W: To shew me on my way,
W: Surpris'd, nae doubt, I still am here,
W: Sair wond'ring at my stay.
W:
W:3.I come, I come, my Jamie dear;
W: And oh ! wi' what good will
W: I follow, wheresoe'er ye lead;
W: Ye canna lead to ill.
W: She said, and soon a deadly pale
W: Her faded cheek possest;
W: Her waefu' heart forgot to beat.
W: Her sorrows sunk to rest.
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T: WALY, WALY
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.240-242
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: O wa-ly, wal-ly, up yon back, And
F> G A2 d2 | e (d/c/) d3 D |
w: wa-ly, wa-ly, down yon* brae, And
F> G A2 d2 | e> f {f}e3 E | F G A2 d2 |
w: wa-ly, by yon ri-ver side, Where I and my love
{f}e (d/c/) d3 ][ =c | B> A G3 A |
w: wont to* gae. O wa-ly, wa-ly,
B A =c2 A B | B d A2 f2 | g (f/e/) d2 zd |
w: love is bon-ny, A lit-tle while when it is* new; But
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B A {G}F3 d | A F {F}E3 =c |
w: when it's auld, it wax-es cauld, And
B A Hd2 zF | G (F/E/) D3 |]
w: wears a-wa like mor-ning dew.
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W:2.I leant my back unto an aik,
W: I thought it was a trusty tree;
W: But first it bow'd, and then it brake,
W: And sae did my fause love to me.
W: When cockle-shells turn silver bells.
W: And mussels grow on ev'ry tree,
W: When frost and snaw shall warm us a,
W: Then shall my love prove true to me.
W:
W:3.Now Arthur's Seat shall be my bed,
W: The sheets shall ne'er be fyl'd by me;
W: St Anton's well shall be my drink,
W: Since my true-love's forsaken me.
W: O Mart'mas wind, when wilt thou blaw,
W: And shake the green leaves aff the tree?
W: O gentle death, when wilt thou come,
W: And tak a life that wearies me?
W:
W:4.It's not the frost that freezes fell,
W: Nor blawing snaw's inclemency;
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W: It's not sic cauld that makes me cry,
W: But my love's heart grown cauld to me,
W: When we came in by Glasgow town,
W: We were a comely sight to see;
W: My love was clad in velvet black,
W: And I mysel in cramasie.
W:
W:5.But had I wist before I kist,
W: That love had been sae ill to win,
W: I'd lock'd my heart in a case of gold,
W: And pin'd it with a silver pin.
W: Oh! oh! if my young babe were born,
W: And set upon the nurse's knee,
W: And I mysel were dead and gane,
W: For maid again I'll never be.
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T: WHISTLE AND I'LL COME TO YOU
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.90-92
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: C
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w: O* whis-tle and I'll* come to you, my lad, O*
e c A (G>E) G | A c c c2 (c/d/) |
w: whis-tle and I'll* come to you, my lad; Tho'*
e c A G> F E | D f e {e}d2 (g/f/) |
w: fa-ther and mo-ther and a'. should gae mad, O*
e c A (G>E) G | A c c c2 ][ (e/d/) |
w: whis-tle and I'll* come to you, my lad. Come *
c e g c e g | c e g
w: down the back stairs when ye come to court
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(gf) (e/d/) | c e g c e g |
w: me,* Come* down the back stairs when ye
a d d Hd2 (e/d/) | ceg
w: come to court me; Come* down the back
c e g | c c' a Hg2 (g/f/) | e c A
w: stairs, and let nae-bo-dy see, And* come as ye
(G>F) E | D d d d2 (g/f/) | e c A (GE) G |
w: were* na com-ing to me, And* come as ye were* na
A c c c2 |]
w: com-ing to me.
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W:2.O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad,
W: O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad;
W: Though father and mother and a' should gae mad,
W: O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad.
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W: At kirk or at market, whene'er ye meet me,
W: Gang by me as though that he car'd na a flee;
W: But steal me a look o' your bonny black ee,
W: Yet look as ye were na looking at me.
W:
W:3.O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad,
W: O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad;
W: Though father and mother and a' should gae mad,
W: O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad.
W: Ay vow and protest that ye carena for me,
W: And whyles ye may lightly my beauty a wee;
W: But court na anither, though joking ye be,
W: For fear that she wyle your fancy frae me.
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T: WILLY'S RARE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.201-202
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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L: 1/8
K: C
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c d e2 (dc) | {A}G (F/E/) F3 G |
w: Wil-ly's rare, and* WIl-ly's* fair, And
c d {f}e2 (dc) | e< g z2 za | g f e3 (d/c/) |
w: Wil-ly's won-drous* bon-ny; And Wil-ly hecht to*
{A}G (F/E/) F3 (E/D/) | E F (Ge) (dc) |
w: mar-ry* me, Gin* e'er he mar-*ried*
A< c G3 F | E G (e<g) G2 | A< c z2 z2 |]
w: o-ny, O Gin e'er he mar-*ried o-ny.
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W:2.Yestreen I made my bed fu' braid;
W: The night I'll mak it narrow;
W: For a' the live-lang winter's night
W: I lie twin'd o' my marrow.
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W:
W:3.O came you by yon water side,
W: Pu'd you the rose or lily?
W: Or came you by yon meadow green,
W: Or saw you my sweet Willy?
W:
W:4.She sought him east, she sought him west,
W: She sought him braid and narrow,
W: Syne in the clifting o' a craig,
W: She fand him drown'd- in Yarrow.
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T: WILT THOU BE MY DEARIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.58-60
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
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w: Wilt thou be my dear-ie, When sor-row wrings
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w: they gen-tle heart, O wilt thou let me cheer thee?
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G> A B B B B B> B | A> G A B
w: By the trea-sure of my soul, And that's the love I
e2 e g | d> e {e}d (c/B/) e A A> B |
w: bear thee, I swear and vow that* on-ly thou Shalt
G> D E D G2 D> D | e> d e (d/B/)
w: e-ver be my dea-rie: I swear and vow that*
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w: on-ly thou Shalt e-ver by my dear-ie.
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W:2. Lassie, say thou loes me;
W: And if thou winna be my ain,
W: O say na thou'll refuse me.
W: If it manna, canna be,
W: That thou for thine may choose me,
W: Then let me, Jeanie, quickly die,
W: Ay trusting that thou loes me.
W:
W:3. Flower of beauties, hear me,
W: And dinna treat me wi' disdain;
W: A' ither ills I fear na,
W: Gin thou wad only smile on him
W: Could part wi' life to please thee;
W: Of joys on earth I'll ask nae mair,
W: Gin thou wilt be my dearie.
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T: WOO'D AND MARRIED AND A'
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.68-78
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
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K: G
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w: The bride came out o' the byre, And
B> c d d g B d2 e |
w: O! as she dight-ed her cheeks! Sirs,
d> e c B> c A G> A B |
w: I'm to be mar-ried the night, And hae
E2 e e> f ^d e2 g | (d>e) f
w: nei-ther blan-kets nor sheets; Hae nei-*ther
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g> a g (fe) d | (B>c) d d g B d2 g |
w: blan-kets nor sheets,* Nor scarce* a co-ver-let too; The
d> e c B> c A G> A B |
w: bride that has a' thing to bor-row Has
E2 e e> f ^d e3 | d2 c B> c
w: e'en right mei-kle a-do. Woo'd and mar-ried
A G3 | (B>c) d d g B d2 e |
w: and a', Woo'd* and mar-ried and a', And
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w: was na she ve-ry weel aff, That was
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w: woo'd and mar-ried and a'.
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W:2.Out then spak the bride's father,
W: As he cam in frae the pleugh,
W: O haud your tongue, my doughter,
W: And ye's get gear eneugh;
W: The stirk that stands i' the tether,
W: And our braw baws'nt yad,
W: Will carry ye hame your corn;
W: What wad ye be at, ye jad?
W: Woo'd and married, &c.
W:
W:3.Neist out spak the bride's mither,
W: What de'il needs a' this pride!
W: I hae nae a plack in my pouch
W: That night I was a bride;
W: My gown was linsy-woolsy,
W: And ne'er a sark ava;
W: And ye hae ribbons and buskings,
W: Far mae than ane or twa.
W: Woo'd and married, &c.
W:
W:4.What's the matter, quo' Willie,
W: Though we be scant o' claise?
W: We'll creep the closer thegither,
W: And we'll smoor a' the fleas:
W: Simmer is soon coming on,
W: And we'll get teats o' woo,
W: And we'll get a lass o' our ain,
W: And she'll spin claise anew.
W: Woo'd and married, &c.
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W:
W:5.Out spak the bride's brither,
W: As he cam in wi' the kye,
W: Poor Willie had ne'er a ta'en ye,
W: Had he kent ye as weel as I;
W: For ye're baith proud and saucy,
W: And no for a poor man's wife;
W: Gin I canna get a better,
W: Ise ne'er tak ane i' my life.
W: Woo'd and married, &.c,
W:
W:6.Out spak the bride's sister,
W: As she cam in frae the byre,
W: O gin I were but married,
W: It's a' that I desire.
W: But we poor fouk maun live single,
W: And do the best we can;
W: I dinna care what I should want,
W: If I could get but a man.
W: Woo'd and married, &c.
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T: DONALD McDONALD
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W:1.My name it is Donald McDonald,
W: I live in the Highlands sae grand;
W: I've follow'd our banners, and will do,
W: Wherever my Maker has land.
W: Whan rankit amang the blue bannets,
W: Nae danger can fear me ava;
W: I ken that my brethren around me
W: Are either to conquer or fa'.
W: Brogues and brochen and a',
W: Brochen and brogues and a';
W: And is na she very weel aff,
W: Wha hae brogues and brochen and a'.
W:
W:2.Last year we were wonder fu' canty
W: Our friends and our country to see;
W: But since the proud Consul's grown vauntie?
W: We'll meet him by land or by sea.
W: Whenever a clan is disloyal,
W: Wherever our king has a foe,
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W: He'll quickly see Donald McDonald,
W: Wi's Highlandmen a' in a row.
W: Guns and pistols and a',
W: Pistols and guns and a';
W: He'll quickly see Donald M'Donald,
W: Wi' guns and pistols and a'.
W:
W:3.What though we befriendit young Charley
W: To tell it I dinna think shame;
W: Poor lad! he cam to us but barely,
W: And reckon'd our mountains his hame.
W: 'Tis true that our reason forbade us,
W: But tenderness carried the day;
W: Had Geordie come friendless amang us,
W: Wi' him we had a' gane away.
W: Sword and buckler and a',
W: Buckler and sword and a' ;
W: For George we'll encounter the devil,
W: Wi' sword and buckler and a'.
W:
W:4.And O, I wad eagerly press him
W: The keys o' the East to retain,
W: For should he gie up the possession,
W: We'll soon hae to force them again.
W: Than yield up ae inch wi' dishonour,
W: Though it were my finishing blow;
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W: He ay may depend on McDonald,
W: Wi's Highlandmen a' in a row.
W: Knees and elbaws and a',
W: Elbaws and knees and a';
W: Depend upon Donald McDonald,
W: His knees and elbaws and a'.
W:
W:5.If Bonaparte land at Fort- William,
W: Auld Europe nae langer sail grane;
W: I laugh when I think how we'll gall him,
W: Wi' bullet, wi' steel, and wi' stane.
W: Wi' rocks o' the Nevis and Gairy,
W: We'll rattle him aff frae our shore,
W: Or lull him asleep in a cairney,
W: And sing him "Lochaber no more."
W: Stanes and bullets and a',
W: Bullets and stanes and a';
W: We'll finish the Corsican callan
W: Wi' stanes and bullets and a'.
W:
W:6.The Gordon is gude in a hurry,
W: And Campbell is steel to the bane,
W: And Grant, and McKenzie, and Murray,
W: And Cameron will hurkle to nane.
W: The Stuart is sturdy and wannel,
W: And sae is McLeod and McKay;
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W: And I, their gude-brither McDonald,
W: Sail ne'er be the last in the fray.
W: Brogues and brochen and a',
W: Brochen and brogues and a';
W: And up wi' the bonny blue bannet,
W: The kilt and the feather and a'.
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W:1.My name it is Laigh-country Sandy,
W: Ne'er fear'd for the face of a fae;
W: By King and my Country I'll stand ay,
W: Whenever they're threaten'd wi' wae.
W: When arm'd, and plac'd in my station,
W: To march, and to front, and to wheel,
W: I'll fight for auld Scotland's salvation
W: Against baith the Dutch and the de'il.
W: King and people and a',
W: Lords and Commons and a',
W: Sail keep up their auld independence^
W: Or Sandy sail fight till he fa'.
W:
W:2.May I get my shouthers weel clankit,
W: Gif e'er I tell ought but the truth
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W: Your clans they can front it and flank it,
W: As weel as we lads o' the South;
W: Tho' Camerons, braw lads! took the gumples,
W: And wadna own Geordie ava,
W: Yet they'll hazard their necks and their rumples,
W: To chase the invaders awa.
W: Drums and trumpets and a',
W: Trumpets and drums and a' ;
W: They'll hazard their necks and their rumples,
W: To chase the invaders awa.
W:
W:3.Yet dinna think we are less faithfu'
W: Than Donald's blue-banneted core,
W: Or yet o' our pallets mair laithfu',
W: Sude Frenchmen e'er land on our shore.
W: If e'er the tyrannical buckie,
W: A sword in our country sude draw,
W: We'll rally a', happie-go-luckie,
W: And chase the invaders awa.
W: Pikes and batons and a',
W: Batons and pikes and a';
W: We'll rattle the Corsican's shouthers
W: Wi' pikes and batons and a'.
W:
W:4.Auld Scotland was never sae tipsy,
W: Nor strutted sae braw in her gear.
W: Sin' that time the Catholic gipsy
W: Held a' the hale kirks in a steer,
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W: For a' their religious pother,
W: Baith kirkmen, seceders, and a',
W: They'll thraw their opinions a' throuther,
W: And thresh the invaders awa.
W: Whigs and tories and a',
W: Tories and whigs and a',
W: Will drown their debates in a bumper,
W: And chase the invaders awa.
W:
W:5.The black fouk frae Symmie, that weir us.
W: Wi' mony braw lang-nebbit words,
W: Sude ony great danger come near us,
W: Their books they will niffer for swords:
W: And if this mischievous birkie
W: Into our dear country sude come,
W: They'll cast a' their creeds at their a---s,
W: And, row-de-dow, follow the drum.
W: Wigs and cassocks and a',
W: Cassocks and wigs and a',
W: They'll cleek up a rusty brown Jennet,
W: And thunder the rascals awa.
W:
W:6.The wives and the lasses enraged,
W: The grit anes as weel as the poor,
W: Their husbands and sweethearts engaged,
W: They'll kick up a terrible stour.
W: If ever they see the Sans Cullottes,
W: Their ladyships winna be slaw
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W: O' tankards and plates to mak bullets,
W: To pelt the invaders awa.
W: Tangs and pokers and a',
W: Pokers and tangs and a';
W: Wi' true Amazonian vigour,
W: They'll pelt the invaders awa.
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T: the YELLOW-HAIR'D LADDIE
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.131-133
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
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w: In* Ap-ril when* prim-ro-ses paint the* sweet*
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w: plain, And* sum-mer ap-*proach-*ing* re-
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w: joic-eth* the* swain, The* yel-low*hair'd*
c2 (ec) (BA) | (Bc) (dB) (AG) | {F}E4 (DE) | F2 A2 (Bc) |
w: lad-die* would* of-*ten-*times* go To* wilds and deep*
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w: glens* where* the haw-*thorn* trees* grow.
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W:2.There, under the shade of an old sacred thorn,
W: With freedom he sung his loves, ev'ning and morn:
W: He sang with so soft and enchanting a sound,
W: That sylvans and fairies, unseen, danc'd around.
W:
W:3.The shepherd thus sung: Tho' young Maddie befair,
W: Her beauty is dash'd with a scornful proud air:
W: But Susie was handsome, and sweetly could sing;
W: Her breath like the breezes perfum'd in the spring.
W:
W:4.That Maddie, in all the gay bloom of her youth,
W: Like the moon was inconstant, and never spoke truth;
W: But Susie was handsome, good-humour'd, and free,
W: And fair as the goddess that sprung from the sea.
W:
W:5.That mamma's fine daughter, with all her great dow'r,
W: Was awkwardly airy, and frequently sour:
W: Then sighing, he wish'd, would but parents agree,
W: The witty sweet Susie his mistress might be.
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T: the ORIGINAL WORDS
T: to the same air
K:
W:1.The yellow-hair'd laddie sat down on yon brae,
W: Cries, Milk the ewes, lassie, let nane o' them gae;
W: And ay as she milked, and ay as she sang,
W: The yellow-hair'd laddie shall be my gudeman.
W: And ay as she milked, &c.
W:
W:2.The weather is cauld, and my claithing is thin,
W: The ewes are new clipped, they winna bught in;
W: They winna bught in, although I should die;
W: O yellow-hair'd laddie, be kind unto me.
W: They winna bught in, &c.
W:
W:3.The gudewife cries butt the house, Jenny, come ben,
W: The cheese is to mak, and the butter's to kirn;
W: Though butter and cheese, and a' should e'en sour,
W: I'll crack and kiss wi' my love ae lang hauf hour:
W: It's ae lang hauf hour, and we*se e'en mak it three,
W: For the yellow-hair'd laddie my gudeman shall be.
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