Bonnie Lass o’ Fyvie


There once was a troop o’ Irish Dragoons
Came marchin’ down through Fyvie, O
And their Captain’s fallen in love wi’ a very bonnie lass
And her name it was called pretty Peggy, O

There’s many a bonnie lass in the glen of Auchterlass
There’s many a bonnie lass in Gairioch-o
There’s many a bonnie Jean in the streets of Aberdeen
But the flower of them all lives in Fyvie, O

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

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 tae rant and rave and tae follow at his word
And to ride when your captain he is ready-o

The colonel he cried, mount, boys, mount,
The captain, he cried, tarry-o
O tarry for a while, just another day or twa
Tae see if this bonnie lass will marry-o

Twas in the early morning, when we marched awa
And O but oor captain he was sorry-o
The drums they did beat owre the bonnie braes o’ Gight
And the band played the Lowlands O’ Fyvie, O

Long ere we came to the glen of Auchterlass
We had our captain to carry-o
And long ere we wan intae the streets of Aberdeen
We had our captain to bury-o

Green grow the birks on bonnie Ythanside
And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie, O
The captain’s name was Ned and he died for a maid
He died for the bonnie lass of Fyvie, O

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