YOUNG PEGGY



Whaur hae ye been, Peggy

Whaur hae ye been?

In the garden 'mong the gillyflooers

'Tween the hours o' twelve and ane



Ye were nae yoursel', Peggy

No' there your lane

Your faither saw ye in Jamie's arms

'Tween the hours o' twelve and ane



Whit though we were seen, mither

Though we were seen?

I would sleep in Jamie's airms

Though his grave was growing green



Your Jamie's a rogue, Peggy

Your Jamie's a loon

For the trysting o' oor ae dochter

And her sae very young



Jamie's noo tae blame, mither

The blame lies on me

For I wad sleep in Jamie's airms

Though a' the world should dee



She's gane tae her ain chaulmer

Jamie was there

I'm blithe tae see ye, Jamie dear

Though we maun meet nae mair



We'll tak' a pairtin' glass, laddie

Pour oot the wine

And since we maun meet nae mair, my love

We'll drink your health and mine



Tak' me in your airms, laddie

Here's kisses five

And since we maun meet nae mair, my love

We'll drink weel may we thrive



Come tae my airms, lassie

Close tae me hairt

And as lang's the sun hangs i' the lift

I swear we'll niver part



Your faither keeps a crawin' cock

Divides nicht frae day

And in the middle watch o' the nicht

In greenwood ye'll meet me



When mass was sung and bell were rung

And a' bound for bed

She's kilted up her gay clothing

Met Jamie in the wood



'Twas early in the morning

The clock chappit twa

Her faither rose up in his bed

Cryin' Peggy, she's awa



They've mounted their horses

And fast they did rin

But lang e'er they wan tae the tap o' the hill

The lad and lass were ane



@love @ballad

Child #298

recorded by Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger

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