Will you marry me sir Oh tether me down For I am too free Will you walk hand in hand with me For I do carry a child by thee Oh madam, I'll not marry
false of heart, Receive another bride, The bridal pageant swept along, 'Til all the train had fled, Why stands the lone deserted one, She slumbers with the dead (Thanks to Kate
Oh Annan Water's wondrous deep And my love Ann is wondrous bonnie I'm loathe that she should wet her feet Because I love her best of any. Go saddle for
As I roved out one fine May morning, To view the meadows and flowers gay, Who should I spy, but my own true lover As she sat by yon willow tree. I took
Oh can I go to my love's side Oh let me go this day, Please let me go to my love's side, Oh mother, don't make me stay. I was a rose in April And still
At Fyvie's gate there grows a flower It grows both broad and bonnie At days the end amidst of it Its name is Andrew Lammie O give that flower within
I gave to you a hen, You gave it back again, Without it's eggs, My Annie. I gave to you a hare, You really didn't care, Now it has no legs, My Annie.
There was a boy, a bitter boy, Who's golden heart I saw gleaming, I thought I'd win the heart within, But now I know that I was dreaming. Chorus: But
Oh the summertime is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather Will ye go, Lassie go?
It fell on a day, a bonnie, bonnie day, When the corn, grew green and yellow, That there fell out, a great dispute, Between Argyll and Airlie Argyll
Farewell to old England forever Farewell to me sweetheart as well Oh keep me child safe in your arms love I need you like no words can tell Too ra ly
To Canaan?s land I?m on my way Where the soul of man never dies Where all my nights will turn to day The soul of man never dies CHORUS Dear friends
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Oh the rain it rains all day long, Bold Riley-o, Bold Riley, And the northern wind, it blows so strong, Bold Riley-o has gone away. Goodbye my sweetheart
Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me, Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea, Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand
Willie sits in his stable door, and he's combing his coal black steed. He's doubting on fair Margaret's love, and his heart begins to bleed. "Give corn
I feel a shadow passing over me that could stay forever more like a wave I'm breaking far in sea there's no one to hear the roar and the days are drifting
Daughter of heaven Oh, daughter of now Drifting away and don't make a sound We'll cry when we hear that you ran from this town She's gone to a new place
