The Bonnie Lass o'Fyvie

Well, there once was troop o' Irish dragoons Cam' marchin' doon through Fyvie O Captain's fa'en in love wi' anither bonnie quine Oh the name that she had was pretty Peggy O "Oh come runnin' doon yer stairs, pretty Peggy, my dear Come runnin' doon yer stairs, pretty Peggy O Come runnin' doon yer stairs, tie back yer yellow hair Tak' a last fareweel tae yer daddie O Well, it's braw, it's braw captain's lady for tae be It's braw tae be a captain's lady O Braw tae rine and rant, aye tae follow wi' the camp Oh an' march when yer captain, he is ready O Now the colonel, he cried, "Mount, boys, mount, boys, mount" Oh the captain, he cried, "Tarry O Tarry for a while, for anither day or twa Just tae see if this bonnie lass will marry O" Oh but syne e'er we cam' up tae Bethelnie toon Wir captain we had for tae carry O An' syne e'er we cam' up tae bonnie Aberdeen Oh wir captain we had for tae bury O Well, there's mony's a bonnie lassie in the howe o' Auchterless There's mony's a bonnie dame in the gearie O There's mony's a bonnie Jean in the toon o' Aberdeen But the flo'er o' them a' bides in Fyvie O Well, it's green grow the birks on bonnie Ythan side An' low lie the Lowlands o' Fyvie O The captain's name was Ned, an' he died for a maid Oh he died for the sodger lass o' Fyvie O