Sharpe's Ballad Book, No XV, p. 40.
| 1 |
'As I cam in by Glasgow town,
The Highland troops were a' before me,
And the bonniest lass that eer I saw,
She lives in Glasgow, they ca her Peggie. |
| 2 |
'I wad gie my bonnie black horse,
So wad I my gude grey naigie,
If I were twa hundred miles in the north,
And nane wi me but my bonnie Peggie.' |
| 3 |
Up then spak her father dear,
Dear wow! but he was wondrous sorrie;
'Weel may ye steal a cow or a yowe,
But ye dare nae steal my bonnie Peggie.' |
| 4 |
Up then spak her mother dear,
Dear wow! but she spak wondrous sorrie;
Now since I have brought ye up this length,
Wad ye gang awa wi a Highland fellow?' |
| 5 |
He set her on his bonnie black horse,
He set himsel on his gude grey naigie,
And they have ridden oer hills and dales,
And he's awa wi his bonnie Peggie. |
| 6 |
They have ridden oer hills and dales,
They have ridden oer mountains many,
Until they cam to a low, low glen,
And there he's lain down wi his bonnie Peggie. |
| 7 |
Up then spak the Earl of Argyle,
Dear wow! but he spak wondrous sorrie;
'The bonniest lass in a' Scotland
Is off and awa wi a Highland fellow!' |
| 8 |
Their bed was of the bonnie green grass,
Their blankets war o the hay sae bonnie;
He folded his philabeg below her head,
And he's lain down wi his bonnie Peggie. |
| 9 |
Up then spak the bonny Lowland lass,
And wow! but she spak wondrous sorrie;
'I'se warrant my mither wad hae a gay sair heart
To see me lien here wi you, my Willie.' |
| 10 |
'In my father's house there's feather-beds,
Feather-beds, and blankets mony;
They're a' mine, and they'll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sae sorrie, Peggie? |
| 11 |
'Dinna you see yon nine score o kye,
Feeding on yon hill sae bonnie?
They're a' mine, and they'll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sorrie, Peggie? |
| 12 |
'Dinna you see yon nine score o sheep,
Feeding on yon brae sae bonnie?
They're a' mine, and they'll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sorrie for ye? |
| 13 |
'Dinna ye see yon bonnie white house,
Shining on yon brae sae bonnie?
And I am the Earl of the Isle of Skye,
And surely my Peggie will be ca'd a lady.' |
