Lyr Req: Laird Logie (Child #182, from Chris Coe)

Subject: Lyr Req: chris coe's laird logie #182
From: Roberto
Date: 15 May 05 - 04:20 PM

Please, help correct and complete this text, Chris Coe's recording of Laird Logie, Child n° 182, on BANDOGGS, lp, 1978 (with Nic Jones, Pete Coe and Tony Rose). Thank you. R

The young laird of Logie is into prison cast
Carmichael's the keeper of the key
Margaret is sick, aye, and very, very sick
And all for the love of Young Logie

When that she came before the King
She's bowed down lowly upon her knee
O what's the matter, Margaret? – he said
And what means all this courtesie?

A boon, a boon, my noble liege
A boon, a boon I beg of thee
The very first boon that ever I did crave:
Grant me the life of Young Logie

O no! O no, May Margaret – he said
Such a thing can never be
Not for all the gold in fair Scotland
I cannot set Young Logie free

Margaret has stolen the king's reading-comb
And likewise the queen's gold wedding-knife
And sent these tokens to Carmichael
And bid him to ... Young Logie's life

She's sent her love a purse of the red, red gold
Another of the white money
She's sent him a pistol to each hand
And bade him to shoot when he got free

When Logie he came to the Tolbooth stair
There he has fired ... bullets three
The King he has waken out of his sleep
And up from his bed rose hastily

Go out, go out, me merrie men all
And bade Carmichael come to me
I'll wager me castles and all of me lands
That yonder's the shot of Logie free

When Carmichael he came before the king
He bowed down lowly upon his knee
Tomorrow before the ... begin
? hang .... ??

Carmichal's away to May Margaret's bower
Even as fast as he might flee:
O would it be Young Logie be within
I beg him to go and speak wi' me

Margaret she turnd her round and round about
And a loud laugh laughed she:
The egg is cheeped and the bird is flown
You'll see no more of Young Logie

Margaret has shipped from the pier of Leith
And Logie from the Queen's ferry
She's gotten a father to her son
The wanton ranting Young Logie

Subject: Lyr Add: LAIRD LOGIE (Child #182, from Chris Coe)
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)
Date: 15 May 05 - 05:19 PM

Roberto this is what I hear.

Mick

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LAIRD LOGIE

The young laird of Logie is into prison cast
Carmichael's the keeper of the key
Margaret is sick, aye, and very, very sick
And all for the love of Young Logie

When that she came before the King
She's knelt down lowly upon her knee
O what's the matter, Margaret? – he said
And what means all this courtesie?

A boon, a boon, my noble liege
A boon, a boon I beg of thee
The very first boon that ever I did crave:
Grant me the life of Young Logie

O no! O no, May Margaret – he said
For such a thing can never be
Not for all the gold in fair Scotland
I cannot set Young Logie free

Margaret has stolen the king's reading-comb
And likewise the queen's gold wedding-knife
And sent these tokens to Carmichael
And bid him to yield Young Logie's life

She's sent her love a purse of the red, red gold
Another of the white money
She's sent him a pistol to each hand
And bade him to shoot when he got free

When Logie he came to the Tolbooth stair
There he has fired full volleys three
The King he has wakened out of his sleep
And up from his bed rose hastily

Go out, go out, me merrie men all
And bid Carmichael come to me
I'll wager me castles and all of me lands
That yonder's the shot of Logie free

When Carmichael he came before the king
He fell down lowly upon his knee
Tomorrow before that I dine said the king
High-hanged shall Carmichael be

Carmichael's away to May Margaret's bower
Even as fast as he might flee:
O would the Young Logie be within
I beg him to come and speak wi' me

Margaret she turnd her round and round about
And a loud laugh laughed she:
The egg is chipped and the bird is flown
You'll see no more of Young Logie

Margaret has shipped from the pier of Leith
And Logie from the Queen's ferry
She's gotten a father to her son
The wanton ranting Young Logie

Source: Chris Coe, LP Bandoggs

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: chris coe's laird logie #182
From: Roberto
Date: 16 May 05 - 02:20 AM

Thank you, Mick. R

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: chris coe's laird logie #182
From: Howard Jones
Date: 16 May 05 - 03:19 PM

So what is a "reading comb" and a "wedding knife"?

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: chris coe's laird logie #182
From: Malcolm Douglas
Date: 16 May 05 - 04:21 PM

Chris used a collated text; largely Child' example A (from Scott's Minstrelsy) with parts from the other examples. Scott has "redding kaim", and glosses it as "comb for the hair". The verb to redd means to prepare, make tidy, disentangle, groom (the hair), and so on. Related to the more common rid. A redder or red-comb is of the large-toothed variety.

I don't know that "wedding knife" has any special meaning beyond perhaps being a knife used at a wedding and kept for sentimental value.