Bogie's Bonny Belle (traditional)

As I gaed down tae Huntly's toon,
one mornin' for to fee
I met in with bogie
and with him I did agree

To drive his twa best horses,
to care them, harrie and plough
Or anything about farmwork
that I very weel could do

Aul bogie had a daughter,
her name was Isabel
She was the primrose of the valley
and the lily of the dell

When she went for a walkin'
she chose me for her guide
Doon by the burn o carney,
to watch the small fish glide

When six long months were past and gay,
this lass she lost her bloom
The red fell from her rosy cheeks
and tears came tumblin' down

When nine long months were gone and past,
she brought forth to me a son,
And I was quickly send for
to say what could be done.

I offered to marry her,
but oh - that would not do,
Said you're not a match for my Isabel
and she's no match for you.

She's married now to a tinker lad,
who comes from Huntly toon
He made pots and pans and paraffin lamps,
and he scours the country roon.