The Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie-O

D# A# D# G# D# A# D# G# D# D# There once was a troop o' Irish dragoons, A# Cam marching doon through Fyvie-o. D# G# And the captain's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie lass, D# A# D# G# D# And her name it is cried, "pretty Peggy-o". D# There's many a bonnie lass in the howe o' Auchterless. A# There's many a bonnie lass in the Garioch. D# G# There's many a bonnie Jean in the streets o' Aiberdeen, D# A# D# G# D# But the floower o' them aw lies in Fyvie-o. D# O' come doon the stair, pretty Peggy, my dear, A# Come doon the stair, pretty Peggy-o. D# G# Come doon the stair, bind up your yellow hair, D# A# D# G# D# Tak a last fareweell o' your daddy-o. D# Then up cries the colonel, "mount, boys, mount!", A# "Tarry!" says the captain, "O-tarry-o!". D# G# O-tarry for a while, for another day or twa, D# A# D# G# D# Til I see if this bonnie lass will marry-o. D# Twas in the early morning, when we marched awa, A# O' but the captain was sorry-o. D# G# The drums they did beat o'er the bonnie braes o' Gight, D# A# D# G# D# The pipes played the lowlands of Fyvie-o. D# Alang 'ere we come tae auld Meldrum toon, A# We had our captain to carry-o. D# G# Alang 'ere we come, to bonnie Aiberdeen, D# A# D# G# D# We had our captain to bury-o. D# Green grow the birks on bonnie Ythanside, A# Low lie the lowlands of Fyvie-o. D# G# The captain's name was Ned and he died for a maid, D# A# D# G# D# He died for the chambermaid of Fyvie-o. D# I never did intend a soldier's lady for to be, A# I never will marry a soldier-o. D# G# I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land, D# A# D# G# D# And I never will marry a soldier-o. D# It's braw, aye it's braw, a captain's lady for to be, A# Braw to be a captain's lady-o. D# G# Braw to rant and roam, to follow at his word, D# A# D# G# D# And ride when your captain he is ready-o. D# A# D# G# D# A# D# G# D#