G [Verse]C D As I gaed in by Huntley toonEm D Yin morning for tae feeC Dm F I fell in wi' Bogie o' CairnieC D And wi' him I did agree [Verse]G C D Tae ca' his twa best horsesEm D Or cairt or harry or pleughC Dm F Or dae onything aboot fairmworkC D I very well could do [Verse]G C D Now Bogie had a daughterEm D And her name was IsabelleC Dm F She was the flower o' the valleyC D And the primrose o' the dell[Verse]G C D And when she gaed oot walkin'Em D She chose me for her guideC Dm F Down by the burn o' CairnieC D Tae watch sma' fishes glide [Verse]G C D The first three months being past and o'erEm D This lassie lost her bloomC Dm F An' the red fell frae her rosey cheeksC D And her eyes began to swoon [Verse]G C D When nine long months were past and ganeEm D She brought forth tae me a sonC Dm F And I was quickly called forC D Tae see what could be done [Verse]G C D I said that I would marry herEm D But no, that wudna doC Dm F For, "You're no' a match for ma bonnie BelleC D An' she's no' a match for you" [Verse]G C D Well, now she's married tae a tinkler chielEm D Wha bides in Huntley toonC Dm F He mends pots and pans and paraffin lampsC D An' he scours the country roon [Verse]G C D Aye, an' maybe she's gotten a better ladEm D Auld Bogie canna tellC Dm F So fareweel ye lads o' HuntlysideC D And Bogie's bonnie Belle
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