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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.

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