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Ye comrades and companions and all ye females dear |
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To my sad lamentations i pray you lend an ear |
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For it's once i lo'ed a bonnie lass i lo'ed her as my life |
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It was my sole intention to make that girl my wife |
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I said "my dearest betsy when will you name a time |
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When you and i'll get married love and hands together join? |
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And you'll sit in oor wee cottage and you'll neither spin nor sew |
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While your own kind herted highland lad gaes whistling at the plough" |
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I courted wi yon bonnie lass for twelve months and a day |
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Sometimes among the green grass sometimes among the hay |
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And i courted her the leelong nicht and part o' the next day |
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Till she said "dearest sandy it's time you were away" |
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There's castom and there's caddom mills and leather mills likewise |
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Their woods and waters many more bring pleasure tae mine eyes |
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But the bonnie woods o' hatton they aye grow green in may |
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And it's there the bonnie lassie lived that stole my hert away |
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I'll speak aboot yon bonnie lass though she be far awa |
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I'll speak aboot yon bonnie lass tae those she never saw |
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And i'll tell them that i lo'ed her weel although she proved untrue |
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And left me doon by hatton woods my follies for to rue |
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But blessings on yon bonnie lass wherever she may be |
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I wish no evil unto her although she slighted me |
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I only hope some day that she might say before she dees |
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I wish i'd wed yon highland lad that sang so sweet to me |
