The Laird o Drum

No: 236; variant: 236B

  1. THERE was a knight, [an a gallant knight,] An a gallant knight was he, An he’s faen in love Wi his shepherd’s daghterie.
  2. . . . . He could neither gang nor ride, He fell so deep in her fancy, Till his nose began to bleed.
  3. ‘Bonny may, an bra may, Canna ye on me rue? By a’ the maid[s] I ever saw, There is nane I loo by you.’
  4. ‘Ye’r a shepherd’s ae daghter, An I’m a barron’s son; An what pleasure I wad hae To see ye gae out an in!’
  5. ‘I’m a shepherd’s ae dochter, An ye’r a barron’s son; An there is nae pleasure I could ha To see ye gae out or in.
  6. . . . . . . . . ‘For I wadna gie the fancy of my bonny love For na love nor favour o you.’
  7. ‘Bonny may, an bra may, Canna ye on me rue? By a’ the maids I ever saw There is nane I loo by you.’
  8. ‘Lay ne yer fancy, sir, on me,’ she says, ‘Lay na yer fancy on me; For I’m our low to be your bride, An yer quine I’ll never be.
  9. ‘For I will wear nane o yer silks, Nor nane o yer scarlet claes; For the hue o the whin shall be my gown, An I will gae as I pleas.’
  10. . . . . . . . ‘Ye’r na our laigh to be my bride, An my quine ye’s never be.
  11. ‘Bonny may, and bra may, Winna ye on me rue? By a’ the maids I ever see, There’s nane I loo but you.’
  12. ‘Gin ye ha faen so deep in my fancy Ye can neither gan[g] nor ride, Gae tak me to the middle o the ring, An bring me guid companie.’
  13. He has taen her by the milk-white hand And led her thro haas an bowers: ‘Ye’r the chioce of my heart, An a’ I hae is yours.’
  14. He took her by the milk-white hand And led her out and in: ‘Ye’r the choice o my heart, My dear, ye’r welcome in.’
  15. Out spake his brither John, ‘Brither, ye ha done great wrong; Ye hae married a wife this night Disdained by a’ yer kin.’
  16. ‘Hold yer tong, my brither John, For I hae don na wrong; For I ha married a wife to . . . , An ye ha ane to spend.’