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ewan maccoll - the bonnie lass of fyvie كلمات الأغنية

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it was a troop o’ irish dragoons
cam marchin_ doon through fyvie
o, an‘ the captain’s fa’n in love wi’ a very
bonnie lass
an ‘her name it was ca’d pretty peggy o

noo there’s mony a bonnie lass in the howe o’
auchterless
there’s mony a bonnie lassie in the geerie o
there’s mony a bonny jean in the streets o’ aberdeen
but the flower o’ them a’ is in fyvie o

“o come doon the stair, pretty peggy, my dear;
o come doon the stair, pretty peggy o
it’s come doon the stair _ comb back your yеllow
hair
tak” a last fareweel o’ your daddy o.”

“it’s braw, ay it’s braw a captain’s lady to be _
it’s braw to be a captain’s lady o
it’s braw to ridе and rant, and to follow wi’ the
camp
and to march when your captain he is ready o.”

“it’s i’ll gie ye ribbons, love, and i’ll gie ye
rings
and i’ll gie ye a necklace o’ amber o
i’ll gie ye silken petticoats wi’ flounces to the
knee
gin ye’ll convoy me doen to my chamber o.”
“fit wouli your manmmy think if she heard the
guincas clink
and the hautboys playin’ afore ye o?”
“0 little wad ma mammy think, though she heart
the guincas clink
if i followed a sodger laddie o.”

“a sodger’s wife i never shall be _
a sodger shall never enjoy me o
i never do intend to go to ‘a foreign land
and i never will marry a sodger o.”

the colonel cries, “mount, boys _ mount, boys _
mount!”
but the captain he cries, “o tarry o
o tarry a while, just anither day or twa
for to see if this bonnie lass will marry o.”

“i’ll drink nac mair o’ your guid clarct wine _
i’ll drink nae mair o’ your glasses o
ay, the morn is the day that i maun march away
so adieu to ye, fyvie lasses o.”

it’s early next mornin’ that we marched awa
and o but wer captain he was sorry o
the drums they did beat ower the bonnie braes o!’
gight
and the band played ‘the bonnie lewes o’ fyvie’ o
it’s lang ere we wan tae auld meldrum toon
we had wer captain to cairry o
and lang ere we wan into bonnie aberdeen
we got wer captain to bury

o green grow the birks upon bonnie ythanside
and low lie the lowlands o’ fyvie o
the captain’s name was ned. he died for a maid
he died for the chambermaid o’ fyvie o

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