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BROOM OF THE COWDENKNOWES How blithe each morn was I tae see My lass came o'er the hill She skipped the burn and ran tae me I met her with good will. O the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom The broom o the cowdenknowes Fain would I be in the north country Herding her father's ewes We neither herded ewes nor lamb While the flock near us lay She gathered in the sheep at night And cheered me all the day Hard fate that I should banished be Gone way o'er hill and moor Because I loved the fairest lass That ever yet was born Adieu, ye cowdenknowes, adieu Farewell all pleasures there To wander by her side again Is all I crave or care _____ Sing Out. 17th Century Scottish. Child #217 Roud-92 Recorded by Clutha- Bonny Mildams, Silly Wizard @Scottish @love @plant @animal note: Alternate tune COWDENKN.2 is the older version: from Orpheus Caledoneus, Thomson (1733). COWDENKN.3 from Robert Waltz; variant on COWDENKN. filename[ COWDENKN TUNE FILE: COWDENKN CLICK TO PLAY TUNE FILE: COWDENKN.2 CLICK TO PLAY TUNE FILE: COWDENKN.3 CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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