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Posted By: Peace
04-Jul-06 - 10:39 PM
Thread Name: Origins: Gairdner and the Plooman (Jean Redpath)
Subject: Lyr Add: GAIRDNER AND THE PLOOMAN (Jean Redpath)
Jean Redpath

THE GAIRDNER AND THE PLOOMAN
^^ Side 1, Band 2.

Murray Shoolbraid, originally from Leslie in Fife, was living in Vancouver, B. C., when we met. I envy him his card index of Scottish songs and his ability to provide a text with a mel¬ody like this. The words are found in Greig's Folk-Song of the Northeast, the original text being from Mrs. Jaffray of Mintlaw. The apparent con¬fusion of this version as it stands (who is saying what and to whom?) is cleared up by the second text in Greig which, although fragmentary, has a more complete story line:

Awyte I keepit the gairdner's hert,
But leet my ain gae free,
Till by it cam' the plooman lad,
And he's stown my hert fae me.

But woe be to the plooman lad,
And woe be till 'im noo;

And he's left me sair to rue.

The plooman heard his bonnie love's moan,
As he was at the ploo;
The plooman heard his bonnie love's moan,
Near to yon bush he drew.

Lat oot yer goon, my bonnie love,
And mak' it neat and new,
And ye shall he the plooman's bride,
And ye'se never hae cause to rue.

It's braw bein' a gairdner's wife,
In the gairden amo' the thyme;
But it's better bein' in the plooman's airms,
Faur I've been mony a time.

The first time that I saw my love,
It was under a bush o' rue.
And aye the sweeter that she sang,
The nearer the bush I drew.

A gairdner lad that lives near by,
Lang has he woo'd me,
And he's gi'en me his heart tae keep,
A pledge o ' love tae be.

Lang did I keep my gairdner's heart,
My ain was aye free,
Or the blithe blink o' the plooman lad
Has stown the heart frae me.

The firstan time I did him see,
He was plooin' on yon brae broo,
And I could neither haud nor ca',
Twas a' for the love o' you.

The neistan time I did you see,
It was under a bush o' rue,
And aye the sweeter that ye sang,
The nearer the bush I drew.

Mak' up yer goon, my bonnie lass,
And mak' it neat and fine,
And ye shall be the ploomanrs wife,
For the gairdner's changed his mind.

The plooman lad, he's hearin' this,
Just in a bush near by;
Says, "Say nae mair, my bonnie lassie
For ye ken better why. "

The first time that I saw my love,
It was under a bush o' rue,
And aye the sweeter that she sang,
The nearer the bush I drew.

lang - long or - until
stown - stolen
brae - hill
broo - brow
haud - hold
ca' - call or drive (as of a horse)
neistan - next
goon - gown
mair - more
ken - know