The Bonny Lass Of Fyvie O lyrics

There once was a troop o' Irish dragoons,

Cam marchin' doon through Fyvie o

And the captain 's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie lass,

And her name it is cried pretty Peggy o

There's many a bonnie lass in the howe o Auchterlass,

There's many a bonnie lass in the Garioch o,

Theres many a bonnie Jean in the streets o Aiberdeen,

But the floower o' them aw is in Fyvie o

So come doon the stair, pretty Peggy my dear,

Come doon the stair pretty Peggy o

Come doon the stair, bind up your yellow hair,

Tak' a last farewell o your daddy o

Then up cries the colonel, mount boys, mount

Tarry says the captain, O tarry o

O tarry for a while, for another day or twa

Til I see if this bonnie lass will marry o

Twas in the early morning, when we marched awa

O but her captain he was sorry o

The drums they did beat o'er the bonnie braes o' Gight

The pipes played the lowlands of Fyvie o

To lang ere we come, to Oldmeldrum toon

We had our own captain to carry o

And lang ere we come to bonnie Aberdeen

We had our captain to bury o

Green grow the birks on bonnie Ythanside

And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie o

Good captain's name was Ned, and he died for a maid

He died for the chambermaid of Fyvie o

I never did intend a soldier's lady 'bout to be

I never will marry a soldier o

I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land

And I never will marry a soldier o

It's braw, O it's braw, a captain's lady for to be

Braw to be a captain's lady-o

Braw to rout and roam

But follow what is worth

And ride when your captain he is ready-o...