The English and Scottish Popular Ballads Edited by Francis James Child. |
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BONNIE JAMES CAMPBELL
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BONNIE JAMES CAMPBELL—A
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O it's up in the Highlands,and along the sweet Tay,
Did bonie James Campbell
ride monie a day.
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Sadled and bridled,and bonie rode he;
Hame came horse, hame came sadle,
but neer hame cam he.
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And doun cam his sweet sisters,greeting sae sair,
And down cam his bonie wife,
tearing her hair.
4
‘My house is unbigged,my barn's unbeen,
My corn's unshorn,
my meadow grows green.’
BONNIE JAMES CAMPBELL—B
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Saddled and briddledand booted rade he;
Toom hame cam the saddle,
but never cam he.
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Down cam his auld mither,greetin fu sair,
And down cam his bonny wife,
wringin her hair.
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Saddled and briddledand booted rade he;
Toom hame cam the saddle,
but never cam he.
Bonnie George Campbell
BONNIE JAMES CAMPBELL—C
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Hie upon Hielands,and laigh upon Tay,
Bonnie George Campbell
rode out on a day.
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He saddled, he bridled,and gallant rode he,
And hame cam his guid horse,
but never came he.
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Out cam his mother dear,greeting fu sair,
And out cam his bonnie bryde,
riving her hair.
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‘The meadow lies green,the corn is unshorn,
But bonnie George Campbell
will never return.’
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Saddled and bridledand booted rode he,
A plume in his helmet,
a sword at his knee.
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But toom cam his saddle,all bloody to see,
Oh, hame cam his guid horse,
but never cam he!
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BONNIE JAMES CAMPBELL—D
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High upon Highlands,and low upon Tay,
Bonnie George Campbell
rode out on a day.
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‘My meadow lies green,and my corn is unshorn,
My barn is to build,
and my babe is unborn.
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