There's many a bonnie lass in the Howe of Auchterless
There's many a bonnie lass in the Garioch-o
There's many a bonnie Jean in the toon of Aberdeen
But the flower of them all lives in Fyvie, O.
O come down the stairs, Pretty Peggy, my
Come down frae the stairs, Pretty Peggy-o
Come down the stairs,bind up your yellow hair
Bid a long farewell to your mammy-o.
did intend a captain's lady for to be,
I never will marry a soldier-O
I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land
And I will never marry a soldier-o.
he cries, mount, boys, mount,
The captain, he cries, tarry-o.
O tarry yet a while, just another day or twa,
To see if the bonnie lass will marry-o.
in the early morning, when we marched awa,
And O but the captain he was sorry-o.
The drums they did beat a merry brasselgeicht,
And the band played the bonnie lass of Fyvie-O.
ere we came to the Howe of Auchterlass,
Our captain we had tae carry-o.
And long ere we won to the streets of Aberdeen
Our captain we had tae bury-o.
grows the grass on bonnie Ethanside
And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie-O
The captain's name was Ned and he died for a maid
He died for the bonny lass of Fyvie-O.
Thanks to Iain Macleod for information.