Bogies Bonnie Belle

C F G C F C F G C F G C F G C F C As I rode down by Huntley's town one evening for to fee F G C F G I met with Bogie O' Cairnie and with him I did agree C F G C F C To care for his two best horses or cart or harrow or plow F G C F G Or anything about farmwork that I very well should know C F G C F C Well ol' Bogie he had a daughter and her name was Isabelle F G C F G She was the lily of the valley and primrose of the dell C F G C F C And when she went a walking, oh she took me for her guide F G C F G Down by the Burn of Cairnie for to watch the small fish glide C F G C F C F G C F G C F G C F C And when three months were passed and gone, well this girl lost her bloom F G C F G And the red fell from her rosy cheeks, and her eyes began to swoon C F G C F C And another six months they were passed and gone, and she bore to me a son F G C F G And I was straight sent for to see what could be done C F G C F C Well I said that I would marry her, oh but no, this would never do F G C F G For you're no match for the bonnie wee girl, and she's no match for you C F G C F C And now she's married to a tinker lad, who comes from Huntley's town F G C F G He sells pots and pans and paraffin lamps, and he scours the country 'round C F G C F C And maybe she's had a better match, Ol' Bogie he can nae tell F G C F G So fare thee well me boys o' Huntley's town, and to Bogie's bonnie belle