Rob Roy

No: 225; variant: 225F

  1. ROB ROY frae the Highlands came Unto the Lawland border, And he has stolen a lady away, To haud his house in order.
  2. He’s pu’d her out amang his men, She holding by her mother; With mournfu cries and watery eyes They parted frae each other.
  3. When they came to the heigh hill-gate, O it’s aye this lady fainted: ‘O wae! what has that cursed monie That’s thrown to me invented?’
  4. When they came to the heigh hill-gate, And at Buchanan tarried, They fetchd to her a cloak and gown, Yet wad she not be married.
  5. Four held her up before the priest, Four laid her on her bed, With mournfu cries and watery eyes When she by him was laid.
  6. ‘I’ll be kind, I’ll be kind, I’ll be kind to thee, lady, And all the country for thy sake Shall surely favoured be, lady.
  7. ‘Be content, be content, Be content and stay, lady; Now ye are my weded wife Until your dying-day, ladie.
  8. ‘Rob Roy was my father called, McGregor was his name, lady; In every country where he was, He did exceed the fame, lady.
  9. ‘He was a hedge about his friends, A terror to his foes, lady, And every one that did him wrong, He hit them oer the nose, lady.
  10. ‘Be content, be content, Be content and stay, lady; Now ye are my wedded wife Until your dying-day, lady.
  11. ‘We will go, we will go, We will go to France, lady, Where I before for safety fled, And there wee’l get a dance, lady.
  12. ‘Shake a fit, shake a fit, Shake a fit to me, lady; Now ye are my wedded wife Until your dying-day, lady.