Lass of Glenshee

One bright summer's morning as the fields they were a Dawning
Bright phoebus arose and shone over the lea
I spied a fair maid as I homeward was riding
Herding her sheep on the braes of Glenshee

Her cheeks were like roses and under them was a dimple
And keen was the blink of her bonny blue eye
She was neat tall and handsome her voice so enchanting
That my heart soon belonged to the Lass of Glenshee

I stood in amaze and said aye bonny lassie
If you'll only consent to go to Jamestown with me
No other in this world will set foot in my castle
There none will go clothed more finer than thee

Fine carriages you'll have to ride in at leisure
When the people do speak they'll say ma'am unto thee
Fine servants you will have to go at your bidding
I will make you my lady the lass of Glenshee

I don't care at all for your carriages to ride in
No I don't care at all for your great grandeury
I'd rather be here in my homespun little cottage
Herding my sheep on the braes of Glenshee

Come leave off your nonsense don't cause me to blunder
Don't cause all the gentry to laugh at me
There are many up in number both old and young yonder
That are waiting this moment for the lass of Glenshee

Come leave off your nonsense and get on behind me
As the sun rolls around my fair bride you will be
No other in this world will set foot in my castle
She smiled and consented I took her with me

Many years have rolled round since we were united
Many seasons have changed but there's no change in me
My love she's as fair as the robes in the morning
That are hung out to bleach on the braes of Glenshee

May the lark forget to rise in the morning
Caledonia's dark waters roll back to the sea
If ever that I while that I have my senses
Forget to be kind to the lass of Glenshee