The Bonnie Lass O' Fyvie

Well, there once was troop o' Irish dragoons
 Cam' marchin' doon through Fyvie O
 Captain's fa'en in love wi' anither bonnie quine
 Oh the name that she had was pretty Peggy O
 "Oh come runnin' doon yer stairs, pretty Peggy, my dear
 Come runnin' doon yer stairs, pretty Peggy O
 Come runnin' doon yer stairs, tie back yer yellow hair
 Tak' a last fareweel tae yer daddie O
 Well, it's braw, it's braw captain's lady for tae be
 It's braw tae be a captain's lady O
 Braw tae rine and rant, aye tae follow wi' the camp
 Oh an' march when yer captain, he is ready O
 Now the colonel, he cried, "Mount, boys, mount, boys, mount"
 Oh the captain, he cried, "Tarry O
 Tarry for a while, for anither day or twa
 Just tae see if this bonnie lass will marry O"
 Oh but syne e'er we cam' up tae Bethelnie toon
 Wir captain we had for tae carry O
 An' syne e'er we cam' up tae bonnie Aberdeen
 Oh wir captain we had for tae bury O
 Well, there's mony's a bonnie lassie in the howe o' Auchterless
 There's mony's a bonnie dame in the gearie O
 There's mony's a bonnie Jean in the toon o' Aberdeen
 But the flo'er o' them a' bides in Fyvie O
 Well, it's green grow the birks on bonnie Ythan side
 An' low lie the Lowlands o' Fyvie O
 The captain's name was Ned, an' he died for a maid
 Oh he died for the sodger lass o' Fyvie
 Aye, there once was troop o' Irish dragoons
 Cam' marchin' doon through Fyvie O
 And the captain's fa'en in love wi' anither bonnie quine
 Oh the name that she had was pretty Peggy O
 Fyvie O