Corn Rigs (or Rigs 'O Barley)



It was upon a Lammas night

When the corn rigs were bonnie,

Beneath the moon's unclouded light

I held awa' to Annie.



The time flew by wi' tentless heed

'Til 'tween the late and early,

Wi' small persuasion she agreed

To see me thro' the barley.



cho: (optional) Corn Rigs and barley rigs

Corn rigs are bonny

I'll ne'eer forget that Lammas night

Amang the rigs wi' Annie.



The sky was blue, the wind was still,

The moon was shining clearly.

I set her down wi' right good will

Amang the rigs o' barley.



I kept her heart, was a' my sin.

I loved her most sincerely.

I kissed her o'er and o'er again

Amang the rigs o' barley.



cho:



I locked her in my fond embrace.

Her heart was beatin' rarely.

My blessing on that happy place

Amang the rigs o' barley.



But by the moon and stars so bright

That shone that hour so clearly,

She aye shall bless that happy night

Amang the rigs of barley.



cho:



I hae been blythe wi' comrades dear

I hae been merry drinking.

I hae been joyful gath'rin' gear

I hae been happy thinking.



But a' the pleasures e'er I saw

Tho' three times doubled fairly,

That happy night was worth them a'

Amang the rigs wi' Annie.



Recorded by Dyer-Bennett

@Scots @love

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