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A trooper lad cam here last nicht |
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Wi' riding he was weary |
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A trooper lad cam here last nicht |
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When the moon shone bricht and clearly |
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Bonnie lassie i lie near ye noo |
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Bonnie lassie i lie near ye |
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And i'll gar a' ye're ribbons reel |
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In the morning e're i leave ye |
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She's ta'en his fine horse by the heid |
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And she's led him to the stable |
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She's ga'en him corn and hay tae eat |
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As much as he was able |
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She's ta'en the trooper by the hand |
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And she's led him tae her chamber |
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She's ge'en him breed and wine tae drink |
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And the wine it was like amber |
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She's made the bed baith lang and wide |
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She's made it like a lady |
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She's ta'en her wee cloak ower heed |
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Says trooper are ye ready? |
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He's ta'en off his big top coat |
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Likewise his hat and feather |
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And he's ta'en his broadsword frae his side |
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And no he's doon beside her |
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They hadna been but and hour in bed |
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An hour and half a quarter |
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When the drums came beating up the street |
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And ilka beat was faster |
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It's up, up, up, oor colonel cried |
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It's up, up, up, and awa' o' |
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It's up, up, up, oor colonel cried |
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For the morn's oor battle day o' |
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She's ta'en her wee cloak ower her heid |
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And she's followed him doon tae stirling |
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She's grown sae fu' she couldnae move |
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And they left her in dunfermlin |
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Bonnie lassie i moun leave ye noo |
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Bonnie lassie i moun leave ye |
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But o' it does grieve me sair |
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That e'er i lay sae near ye |
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When we ye come back again |
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My ain dear trooper laddie? |
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When we ye come back again |
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And be yer bairnie's daddy? |
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Oh haud yer tongue my bonnie lassie |
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Ne'er let this parting grieve you |
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When heather cowes grow ousen bows |
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Bonnie lass i'll come and see you |
