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Tom (lead vocal and fiddle) with Pete (melodeon) and<br />
Arthur (whistle)<br />
1: Earl Richard is a-huntin gaen,<br />
As fast as he could ride;<br />
A huntin-horn hung roond his neck,<br />
And a shairp sword by his side.<br />
2: Fan he’s come tae my lady’s gate,<br />
He’s tirled at the pin;<br />
There wis nane sae ready as my lady,<br />
To gae doon and let him in.<br />
3: “Licht doon licht doon Earl Richard,” she says,<br />
“Licht doon and bide aa nicht;<br />
We’ll hae cheer wi charcoal clear,<br />
Aye and candles burnin bricht.”<br />
4: “I canna bide I winna bide,<br />
I canna bide ava;<br />
For a fairer lady than ten o ye,<br />
Is waiting at my haa.”<br />
5: He’s bent doon fae his milk-white steed,<br />
Tae kiss her rosy cheek;<br />
She’s taen a pen-knife in her hand,<br />
And wounded him richt deep.<br />
6: “Lie ye there Earl Richard,” she says,<br />
“Lie there until the morn;<br />
And a fairer lady than ten o me,<br />
Will think ye’re lang comin hame.”<br />
7: Then she has caad her servin maids,<br />
Aye she’s caad them twa by twa;<br />
“There is a deid man at my gate,<br />
And I wish he wis awa.”<br />
8: Twa maids hae taen him by the hands,<br />
And twa hae taen his feet;<br />
And they’ve flung him in a deep draw-well,<br />
Fu fifty fathoms deep.<br />
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9: Then up there spake a bonny bird,<br />
That sat upon a tree;<br />
“Gae hame, gae hame ye fause lady,<br />
And pey your maids their fee.”<br />
10: “Come doon here my bonny bird,<br />
And sit upon my hand;<br />
I’ll gie ye a cage o the beaten goud,<br />
And nae the hazel wand.”<br />
11: “Gae hame, gae hame ye fause lady,<br />
And an ill death may ye dee;<br />
For as ye’ve din tae Earl Richard,<br />
Sae wid ye dae tae me.”<br />
12: “Gin I had a bent bow in my hand,<br />
An arrow on the string;<br />
I’d shoot a dart at your prood hert,<br />
Amang the leaves sae green.”<br />
12: BONNIE GEORGE CAMPBELL - Pete<br />
This old song may be a fragment of a longer ballad - the story<br />
line is bare and leaves much unstated. This version is largely<br />
from traveller singer Duncan Williamson of Ladybank.<br />
Pete Shepheard: I have always liked the song and it has a<br />
fine tune and after I heard a slightly longer version sung by<br />
the traveller singer Duncan Williamson I took to the song<br />
again. (Child 210, Roud 338)<br />
Pete (vocal and melodeon) with Arthur (whistle) and<br />
Tom (fiddle)<br />
1: High upon heilands and low upon Tay,<br />
Bonnie George Campbell rade oot on a day;<br />
Saddled and bridled and mounted gaed he,<br />
Hame cam his good horse but never cam he.<br />
2: Saddled and bridled and mounted gaed he,<br />
A feather to his hat and a sword at his knee.<br />
Hame cam his saddle, aa bloody to see,<br />
Hame cam his good horse but never cam he.