Mill o Tifty's Anne
1: At Mill o Tifty lived a man,
In the neighbourhood o Fyvie,
He had a lowly daughter fair,
O her name was bonnie Annie.
2 Lord Fyvie had a trumpeter,
An his name was Andra Lammie,
And he had the art to gain the heart
O bonnie Tifty's Annie.
3: Her mother called her to the door,
"Come here tae me my Annie.
Did e'er ye see a prettier man
Than the trumpeter o Fyvie?"
4: O nothing she said, but sighin so, [sighin sore
O alas for bonnie Annie,
But she durst nor own her heart wis won,
By the trumpeter o Fyvie.
5: O the first time me an my love did meet,
It wis in the woods o Fyvie,
And he called me 'mistress', I said no;
O I'm Tifty's bonnie Annie.
6: With apples sweet he did me treat
An kisses soft and many,
And he had the art to gain the heart
O bonnie Tifty's Annie.
7: O love comes in at my bedside
And love lies down beyont me;
And love so oppressed my tender breast,
O bit love will waste my body.
8: O love it dwines, an love it twines
And love decays the body
And love so oppressed my tender breast
O bit love will waste my body.
9: "O lovie I must go to Edinburgh toon
[So Andra he is gan tae Edinburgh toon]
An for a whilie I must leave thee."
"O bit I'll be dead or you come back,
O ma bonnie Andra Lammie."
10: "I will buy tae you a bridal goon
An dearie I will buy it bonnie."
"O but I'll be dead or you come back;
O ma bonnie Andra Lammie."
11: "I will bring to you o bridal shoon
And O bit they will be bonnie."
"O bit I'll be dead or you come back
O ma bonnie Andra Laramie."
12: "So it's lay me doon tae rest a while
And turn my face tae Fyvie,
That I may see before I dee,
O ma bonnie Andra Laramie."
13: O love it dwines and love it twines
And love decays the body;
And love so oppressed my tender breast,
O bit love will waste my body.
14: An it's up an doon in Tifty's glen,
Where the burn tins clear an bonnie,
Whaur oft-times I have gone tae meet,
O ma bonnie Andra Lammie.
15: O Andra home fae Edinburgh toon
Wi muckle grief an sorrow,
And he sounded his horn right loud and clear
In the lowland o Fyvie.
16: O Fyvie's lands are broad an wide
An Fyvte's lands are bonnie,
Whaur oft-times he has gone tae meet [I hae gone
His bonnie Tifty's Annie. [My bonnie
17: So it's up an doon in Tifty's glen
Whaur the bum nine clear an bonnie
Wham oft-times I have gone we meet
Ma bonnie. Andra Lammie.