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corries - the bonnie lass o' fyvie كلمات الأغنية

there once was a troop of irish dragoons
come marching down thru fyfie, o
and the captain feel in love with a very bonnie l-ss
and the name she was called was pretty peggy-o

2. there’s many a bonnie l-ss in the glen of
auchterl-ss
there’s many a bonnie l-ss in gairioch-o
there’s many a bonnie jean in the streets of aberdeen
but the flower of them all lives in fyvie, o

3. o come down the stairs, pretty peggy, my dear
come down the stairs, pretty peggy-o
come down the stairs, comb back your yellow hair
bid a long farewell to your mammy-o

4. it’s braw, aye it’s braw, a captain’s lady for to be
and it’s braw to be a captain’s lady-o
it’s braw to ride around and to follow the camp
and to ride when your captain he is ready-o

5. o i’ll give you ribbons, love, and i’ll give you
rings
i’ll give you a necklace of amber-o
i’ll give you a silken petticoat with flounces to the
knee
if you’ll convey me doon to your chamber-o

6. what would your mother think if she heard the
guineas clink
and saw the haut-boys marching all before you o
o little would she think gin she heard the guineas
clink
if i followed a soldier laddie-o

7. i never did intend a soldier’s lady for to be
a soldier shall never enjoy me-o
i never did intend to gae tae a foreign land
and i will never marry a soldier-o

8. i’ll drink nae more o your claret wine
i’ll drink nae more o your gl-sses-o
tomorrow is the day when we maun ride away
so farewell tae your fyvie l-sses-o

9. the colonel he cried, mount, boys, mount,boys, mount
the captain, he cried, tarry-o
o tarry yet a while, just another day or twa
til i see if the bonnie l-ss will marry-o

10. twas in the early morning, when we marched awa
and o but the captain he was sorry-o
the drums they did beat a merry br-sselgeicht
and the band played the bonnie l-ss of fyvie, o

11. long ere we came to the glen of auchterl-ss
we had our captain to carry-o
and long ere we won into the streets of aberdeen
we had our captain to bury-o

12. green grow the birks on bonnie ethanside
and low lie the lowlands of fyvie, o
the captain’s name was ned and he died for a maid
he died for the bonny l-ss of fyvie, o

- corries

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