Beside Her Faither's Cottage

Alex Clarke: On Autumn Harvest ah006: Old Songs & Bothy Ballads: Nick-knack on the Waa. Live from the Fife Traditional Singing Festival May 2007.

A song from the great Scots entertainer, Harry Lauder.

1 Beside her faither's cottage at the bottom o the glen,
I left ma bonnie lassie there in tears,
Oh she nearly broke her hert when I said we had tae pairt,
An I wad be awa for several years;
But she dried her tears away when I told her of the day
That I'd come back again and make her mine;
She said, "When you cross the sea, John, will you think of me?"
I said I would, an singin aa the time:
Her cheeks are like the bloomin rose, her neck 'tis like the swan,
And her face it is the sweetest face I've ever gazed upon,
And I'll row her in the heather yet as share as ma name's John,
When I get back again tae bonnie Scotland.

2 I hugged her tae ma bosom and I kissed her on the neck,
I told her I could eat her without salt,
Oh she says, "I like your style, you've fairly got your mile, [gone your mile
I said, "I ken, but that's tae me's nae fault;
For I'm a lad that likes tae cuddle and canoo a bonnie lass,
And a lad that cannae dae it's no the thing;
She said, "Fine I ken that John, and I'll miss you while ye're gone."
Said, "So will I," but singin aa the time:
Her cheeks are like the bloomin rose, her neck 'tis like the swan,
And her face it is the sweetest face I've ever gazed upon,
And I'll row her in the heather yet as share as ma name's John,
When I get back again tae bonnie Scotland.

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