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Then he so su'd, and he so woo'd,
and marriage was the parley,
What could I do, but buckie too,
with bonny, bonny, bonny Charley.
and marriage was the parley,
What could I do, but buckie too,
with bonny, bonny, bonny Charley.
CHORUS
O my bonny, bonny boy, bonny Charley,
O my bonny, bonny boy, my bonny Charley.
O my bonny, bonny boy, bonny Charley,
O my bonny, bonny boy, my bonny Charley.
I ken, the lasses rue the day,
I sought the fields of barley,
And strive to win from me away,
the heart of winsome Charley;
But, ah! how vain, they cannot gain
his love by all their parley,
And now they see, he wooes but me,
my bonny, bonny Charley. O my, etc.
I sought the fields of barley,
And strive to win from me away,
the heart of winsome Charley;
But, ah! how vain, they cannot gain
his love by all their parley,
And now they see, he wooes but me,
my bonny, bonny Charley. O my, etc.
O ilka blessing on the laird
that owns the fields of barley,
And I can him alone regard,
for his ain winsome Charley;
The genteel youth, with purest truth,
so wooes one late and early,
I can't withstand, to give my hand
to bonny, bonny Charley. O my, etc.
that owns the fields of barley,
And I can him alone regard,
for his ain winsome Charley;
The genteel youth, with purest truth,
so wooes one late and early,
I can't withstand, to give my hand
to bonny, bonny Charley. O my, etc.
THE GLEANERS.
When the rosy morn appearing,
points with gold, the verdant lawn,
Bees on banks of thyme disporting,
sip the sweets and hail the dawn.
points with gold, the verdant lawn,
Bees on banks of thyme disporting,
sip the sweets and hail the dawn.
