Bogie's Bonnie Belle

As A cam in by Huntly Toun

Ae mornin for tae fee

A fell in wi Bogie o Cairnie

An wi him A did agree

For tae caa his twa best horses

Or cairt or harrow or plou

Or dae onything about fairm wark

A very weil cud do

Auld Bogie had a dochter

Wha's name wis Isabelle

She wis the lily o the valley

An the primrose o the dell

Whan she went out walkin

She'd tak me for her guide

Doun by the burn o Cairnie

Tae watch smaa fishes glide

Bit whan five lang months wis past an gane

This lassie lost her blume

The reid fell frae her rosie cheeks

An her eyes began tae swoon

An whan nine lang months wis past an gane

She brocht forth tae me a son

An A wis quickly caad for

Tae see whit cud be done

A said that A wad mairrie her

Bit, och, that wadnae dae

He said, "Ye're nae match for ma bonnie Belle

An she's nae match for ye"

Sae nou she's marriet tae a traiveller chiel

Wha bides in Huntly Toun

He sells pots an pans an paraffin lamps

An he tramps the kintra roun

An if she's gotten a better match

Auld Bogie cannae tell

Sae fare weil ye lauds o Huntlyside

An Bogie's bonnie Belle