Key: B minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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And all his nobles with him
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Sad was the heart of his lady fair
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Because she could not go with him
Verse 2
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Oh, the Earl of Aboyne to
London has gone
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And all his nobles with him
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Better he had stayed at home
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Or taken his lady with him
Verse 3
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And as she walked out upon the green
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Among the gen tlewomen
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Sad was the letter that came to her hand
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That her lord was wed in London
Verse 4
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And as she looked over the castle wall
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She saw two boys a- running
"What news, what news,
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What news have you of London?"
Verse 5
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For the Earl of Aboyne is coming
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You hear his bridles ringing"
Verse 6
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"Oh, my groom's all be well in call
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And happy days they are shining
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Oh, gone are days spent
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Since the lord of Aboyne is coming
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"And my mate's all be well in call
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And happier flowers are shining
And cover the stair with
herbs sweet and fair
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And the floors with the finest linen
Verse 8
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"And deck my body in the finest array
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And my hood of the brightest
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linen
the good silk cloth
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Since the lord of Aboyne is coming"
Verse 9
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So stately she stepped down the stair
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To see if he was coming
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Trimmed with her red silk trimming
Verse 10
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her waiting maid
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And Jean, her gen tlewoman
"Come fetch me a glass
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To drink his health, he's coming"
Interlude 1
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Verse 11
to greet her lord
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Says, "Welcome
She's gone out to the close
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Says, "Thrice welcome from London"
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"Oh, if I be of this welcome as you say
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Then kiss me for my com ing
Verse 13
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Says, "Woe's me for your coming
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Then go kiss your whore in London"
Verse 14
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"My nobles, all come, mount your steed
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I'm sorry for my com ing
Tonight we shall lie at
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course is to London"
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"Oh Tom, my man, run after him
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And beg him to take me with him."
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And it's never a mile you'll
Verse 16
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Then a year and a day she lived in woe
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And the doctors they were dealing
Verse 17
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When he saw the letters all edged in black
Oh, he's bound to grievest weeping
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And I had but a heart in keeping."
Verse 18
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That London could provide him
From their hose to their hat they were
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To mourn for bonny Peggy Irvine
Verse 19
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And the farther he rode the sorer he wept
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For he had but a heart in keeping
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TunerE A D G B E
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