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Thread #168484   Message #4070418
Posted By: Joe Offer
01-Sep-20 - 09:13 PM
Thread Name: Origins: Rigs o' Rye / Two Rigs of Rye
Subject: ADD Version: The Rigs o' Rye
I'm not going to post all 29 versions from Greig-Duncan, but I'll post a few.

Here's #1054 A from The Greig-Duncan Folk Song Collection, Volume 5 (Mercat Press, University of Aberdeen, 1995)


’Twas in the month o’ sweet July
Before the sun had pierced the sky
’Twas in atween twa rigs o’ rye
I heard twa lovers talking.

They were to be heard, they were to be seen
Twas rigs o’ rye and they lay between
Twa rigs o’ rye and they lay between
And sae gently as they were talking.

He says, “My dear I must away,
I have no longer time to stay
I have just a word or two to say
If you have time to hear them.”

Your father of you takes good care
Your mother combs down your yellow hair
Your sister says you’ll have little share
If you go with me a stranger.

Let father fret and let mother frown
My sister’s words we shall never own
Tho’ they were a’ dead and below the groun’
Awa wi’ you I would wander.

O love, O love, your fortune’s sma
And for mysel’ I hae nane ava
Your love it’s nae for me at a’
Lay your love upon some other.

This fair maid’s courage began to fail
Her rosy cheeks they grew wan and pale
The tears came trickling down like hail
Or a heavy shower in summer.

He’s ta’en oot his napkin 0’ linen fine
He wiped her eyes and he kissed her syne
Says Dry up your tears love ye shall be mine
For I said it a’ to try you.

This couple they’ve got married noo
And they’ve got bairnies one or two
They live in Brechin the winter through
And in Montrose in summer.

Singer: J.W. Spence