THE LEABOY'S LASSIE



First fan I cam' tae the toon,

They ca'd me young and bonnie;

But noo they've changed my name

Ca' me the leaboy's honey.



cho: Hum dum dum derry day

Hum dum dum derry daddy,

Hum dum dum derry day

Oh, he's a bonnie laddie.



First fan I cam' tae the toon,

They ca'd me proud and saucy,

But noo they've changed my name,

Ca'me the leaboy's lassie.



I'll dye my petticoats red

And face them wi' the yellow.

I'll tell the dyster lads

That the leaboy I will follow.



The black horse draws the cairt

And the blue ane follows sae bonnie,

And sae weel I like the lad

That drives them on sae cannie.



It's over hills and dales

And over dykes and ditches,

And sae weel I like the lad

That wears the moleskin breeches.



Feather beds are saft

And painted rooms are bonnie,

But I wad leave them a'

And jog alang wi' Johnnie.



Oh my back's been sair

Shearin' Craigie's corn,

I winna see him the nicht

But I'll see him the morn.



Note: A Scots version of Katy Cruel

@Scots @love

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