Bogies Bonny Belle

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Ae Whitsunday in Huntly toon, it's there I did agree
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Wi' Bogie side o' Cairnie, a six-months for tae fee
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Tae drive his twa best horses, likewise his cairt and ploo
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And tae dee a thing aboot the fairm, that richt weel I could do

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Noo Bogie had a dochter wha's name was Ysabelle
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The floo'er o' her nation, there's nane her could excel
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She had rosy cheeks and ruby lips and hair a darkish hue
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She was neat, complete and handsome and comely for tae view

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One day she went a-ramblin' and chose me for her guide
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Tae tak' a pleasant walk wi' her alang by Cairnieside
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I have slipped my airm aboot her waist and tae the groond did slide
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And it's there I've had ma first braw nicht wi' the Belle o' Bogieside

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The blackbird sang sae sweetly, the mavis sang sae shrill
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And a' the chorus o' their sang was, "There lies Bogie's Belle"
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Amang the weeds o' Cairnie, upon the grass sae green
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Then she and I rose up again for fear we would be seen

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'Ere twenty weeks had passed and gone, this lassie lost her bloom
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Her rosy cheeks grew pale and wan, and she began tae swoon
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'Ere forty weeks had passed and gone, this maid brought forth a son
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And I was quickly sent for tae see what could be done

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Auld Bogie heard my story and cried, "I am undone
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Since ye beguiled my dochter, my sorrows are begun"
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Ah says, "Auld man, ye're fairly richt," and I hung my heid in shame
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"I'll mairry Belle the morning, Ah'll gie the bairn ma name"

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But though I said I'd wad the lass, na, na, that wouldnae dae
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"Ye're nae a fittin' match for Belle, nor she a match for ye"
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And he sent me packin' doon the road wi' nae penny o' ma fee
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Sae a' ye lads o' Huntly toon, a lang fareweel tae ye

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And noo she's mairried wi' a tinklerlad wha's name is Soutar John
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He hawks his pans and ladles aroon' by Fogieloan
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And maybe she's got a better match, auld Bogie canna tell
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But it's me wha's ta'en the maidenheid o' Bogie's bonnie Belle