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THERE ARE TWA BONNIE MAIDENS.
The lad that wore the white baud,
I think they ca'd him Jamie Mather,
He took the bride by the hand,
And cried to play up Maggie Lauder.
I think they ca'd him Jamie Mather,
He took the bride by the hand,
And cried to play up Maggie Lauder.
Bide Ye yet.
Gin I had a wee house and a canty wee fire,
A bonnie wee wifie to praise and admire,
A bonnie wee yardie beside a wee burn,
Fareweel to the bodies that yammar and mourn.
Sae bide ye yet, and bide ye yet,
Ye little ken what will betide me yet,
Some bonnie wee body mar be my lot.
And I'll aye be canty wi' thinkin' o't.
A bonnie wee wifie to praise and admire,
A bonnie wee yardie beside a wee burn,
Fareweel to the bodies that yammar and mourn.
Sae bide ye yet, and bide ye yet,
Ye little ken what will betide me yet,
Some bonnie wee body mar be my lot.
And I'll aye be canty wi' thinkin' o't.
When I gang afield and come hame at e'en,
I'll get my wee wifie fu' neat and in' clean;
And a bonnie wee bairnie upon her knee,
That will cry papa or daddy to me.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
I'll get my wee wifie fu' neat and in' clean;
And a bonnie wee bairnie upon her knee,
That will cry papa or daddy to me.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
I carena a button for sackfu's o' cash,
Let wizened auld bachelors think o' sic trash;
Gie me my wee wifie upon my knee,
A kiss o' her mon' is worth thousands to me.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
Let wizened auld bachelors think o' sic trash;
Gie me my wee wifie upon my knee,
A kiss o' her mon' is worth thousands to me.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
And if there should happen ever to be
A difference atween my wifie an' me,
In hearty good humour, although she be teased,
I'll kiss her and clap her until she be pleased.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
A difference atween my wifie an' me,
In hearty good humour, although she be teased,
I'll kiss her and clap her until she be pleased.
Sae bide ye yet, &c.
There Are Twa Bonnie Maidens.
Hogg gives this song in his "Jacobite Relics." as copied verbatim from the recitation of Mrs. Betty Cameron from Lochaber, who was noted for her great store of Jacobite songs. This song alludes to the escape of Prince Charles in female attire, to the Isle of Skye, under the guidance of the celebrated Flora Macdonald.
There are twa bonnie maidens, and three bonnie maidens,
Came o'er the Minch and o'er the main,
With the wind for their way, and the corrie for their hame,
And they are dearly welcome to Skye again.
Came o'er the Minch and o'er the main,
With the wind for their way, and the corrie for their hame,
And they are dearly welcome to Skye again.