Bonny Lass of Fyvie

There was a troop of Irish dragoons
Come marching down through Fyvie o
And their captain's fallen in love
with a handsome serving maid
And the name she was called was pretty Peggy o

There's many a bonny lass in the town of Auchterless
There's many a bonny lass in the Geerie o
There's many a bonny Jean in the town of Aberdeen
But the fairest of all of them's in Fyvie o

It's come down the stair pretty Peggy my dear
Come down the stair pretty Peggy o
It's come down the stair, bind back your yellow hair
Say farewell to your mammy o

What would your mammy think
if she heard the guineas clink
And the hautboys playing afore you o
What would your mammy think
if she heard the guineas clink
And kent you were married to a soldier o

O a soldier's wife I never will be
A soldier shall never enjoy me
For I do not intend to go to a foreign land
So I'll not be married to a soldier o

O you'll not be a soldier's wife
For you'll be the captain's lady o
I'll make the troops to stand
with their hats into their hand
When they come in the presence of my Peggy o

But the colonel he cries, Now mount, boys, mount
The captain he cries, Tarry o
O gang nae awa for another day or twa
Till we see if this bonny lass will marry o

It was early next morning that we rode away
But o our captain was sorry o
The drums they did beat o'er the bonny braes of Gight
And the pipes played The Bonny Lowes o' Fyvie o

And long ere we came into bonny Meldrun town
Our captain we had for to carry o
And long ere we came into bonny Aberdeen
Our captain we had for to bury o

Green grows the birk on bonny Ythanside
Low lie the lowlands of Fyvie o
Our captain's name was Ned and he died for a maid
He died for the chambermaid of Fyvie o

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