The Trooper and the Maid or the Trumpet Sounds at Burreldales - Old Blind Dogs

A trooper lad cam here at ane

Frae ridin he was weary

A trooper lad cam here at ane

And the muin shone bricht an' clearly

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

She’s taen the trooper by the hand

An' led him tae the chamber

She’s gien him brid and wine tae drink

An' his love, it flard like tinder

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

She’s made her bed baith wide an' lang

Made it like a lady

She’s poued her petticoats ower her heid

Cryin, «Trooper, are ye ready?»

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

He’s taen aff his big top coat

Likewise his hat an' feather

He’s taen his broadsword fae his side

Oh an' he’s lain doun aside her

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

The trumpet sounds at Burreldales

Sayin man an' horse mak ready

The drums are beat at Steinman Hill

Lads, leave yer mams and daddies

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

The fifes do play at Cromletbank

Lads, leave the Lowes o Fyvie

The trooper tae the fair maid said

«Bonnie lassie, I maun leave ye.»

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

«Fan will ye come back again?

An' fan will we marry?»

«Fan frost an' snaw daes warm us aw

Oh, it’s then I winna tarry.»

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

She’s poued her coatie ower her heid

An' followed him doun throu Stirling

But she grew so fou that she coudna bou

An' he’s left her in Dunfermline

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye

Cheese an' breid for carles and dames

Corn an' hay for horses

Aye, cups o tea is for auld wives

Aye, an' lads for bonnie lasses

Lassie, I’ll lie near ye yet

Bonnie lassie, I’ll lie near ye

And I’ll gar aw yer ribbons reel

In the mornin ere I leave ye