Bonnie Jean Lyrics

	作曲 : Burns, Kennedy
	There was a lass an she was fair at kirk an' market tae be seen
	When aw oor fairest maids were met, the flower o' them, bonnie Jean
	Aye, she wrought her country work an she sang sae joyfully
	The bonniest bird upon the bush hae ne'er a lighter heart than she
	But hawks will rob the tender joys that bless the lint white nest
	Frost will blight the fairest flower, love will break the soundest rest
	For she met a braw young lad, the pride o'aw his glen
	And he had owsen, sheep and kye, an bonnie horses nine or ten
	The lad took Jeanie tae the tryst, danced the lassie on the down
	Lang ere witless, Jeannie wist her heart wis tint, her peace was stown
	As in the bosom o' the stream the moon dwells at dewy een
	So trembling pure was tender love within the breast o' bonnie Jean
	Monies a bird sang sweet o'love, flowers bloom ower the dale
	An close tae her he aft did lay and whispered this, his tender tale
	O Jeannie fair, I love thee dear an will ye gang wi me
	Aye, an leave your parent's hame, and nothing else will trouble thee
	So what could helpless Jeannie do?
	She had nae will tae say him naw
	At length she blushed a sweet consent
	And love was aye between them twa

	zuo qu : Burns, Kennedy
	There was a lass an she was fair at kirk an' market tae be seen
	When aw oor fairest maids were met, the flower o' them, bonnie Jean
	Aye, she wrought her country work an she sang sae joyfully
	The bonniest bird upon the bush hae ne' er a lighter heart than she
	But hawks will rob the tender joys that bless the lint white nest
	Frost will blight the fairest flower, love will break the soundest rest
	For she met a braw young lad, the pride o' aw his glen
	And he had owsen, sheep and kye, an bonnie horses nine or ten
	The lad took Jeanie tae the tryst, danced the lassie on the down
	Lang ere witless, Jeannie wist her heart wis tint, her peace was stown
	As in the bosom o' the stream the moon dwells at dewy een
	So trembling pure was tender love within the breast o' bonnie Jean
	Monies a bird sang sweet o' love, flowers bloom ower the dale
	An close tae her he aft did lay and whispered this, his tender tale
	O Jeannie fair, I love thee dear an will ye gang wi me
	Aye, an leave your parent' s hame, and nothing else will trouble thee
	So what could helpless Jeannie do?
	She had nae will tae say him naw
	At length she blushed a sweet consent
	And love was aye between them twa

	zuò qǔ : Burns, Kennedy
	There was a lass an she was fair at kirk an' market tae be seen
	When aw oor fairest maids were met, the flower o' them, bonnie Jean
	Aye, she wrought her country work an she sang sae joyfully
	The bonniest bird upon the bush hae ne' er a lighter heart than she
	But hawks will rob the tender joys that bless the lint white nest
	Frost will blight the fairest flower, love will break the soundest rest
	For she met a braw young lad, the pride o' aw his glen
	And he had owsen, sheep and kye, an bonnie horses nine or ten
	The lad took Jeanie tae the tryst, danced the lassie on the down
	Lang ere witless, Jeannie wist her heart wis tint, her peace was stown
	As in the bosom o' the stream the moon dwells at dewy een
	So trembling pure was tender love within the breast o' bonnie Jean
	Monies a bird sang sweet o' love, flowers bloom ower the dale
	An close tae her he aft did lay and whispered this, his tender tale
	O Jeannie fair, I love thee dear an will ye gang wi me
	Aye, an leave your parent' s hame, and nothing else will trouble thee
	So what could helpless Jeannie do?
	She had nae will tae say him naw
	At length she blushed a sweet consent
	And love was aye between them twa

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