Mill O Tifty
Old Blind Dogs
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G D7 G D7 G C Am Em [Verse 1]G D7 At Mill o' Tifty there lived a manG D7 In the neighborhood o' FyvieG C And he had a lovely daughter dearAm Em Wha's name was bonnie Annie [Verse 2]G D7 Lord Fyvie had a trumpeterG D7 By the name o' Andrew LammieG C And he had the airt tae win the heartAm Em O' Mill o' Tifty's Annie [Verse 3]G D7 Lord Fyvie, he cam tae the millG D7 Whar lived bonnie AnnieG C His trumpeter rade him beforeAm Em Even the same Andrew Lammie [Verse 4]G D7 Her mither cried her tae the doorG D7 Sayin', "Come here tae me, my AnnieG C Did e'er ye see a bonnier manAm Em Than the trumpeter o' Fyvie?" [Verse 5]G D7 Nothing she said, but sighing soG D7 Alas for bonnie AnnieG C She darena own, her heart was wonAm Em By the servant, Andrew Lammie [Verse 6]G D7 That night as a' gaed tae their bedsG D7 A' sleepit soon but AnnieContinúa después del anuncioG C Love so repressed, her tender breastAm Em Thinking of her Andrew Lammie [Verse 7]G D7 "The first time my love and I metG D7 Was in the woods o' FyvieG C He called me mistress, I said noAm Em I was Tifty's bonnie Annie" [Instrumental]G D7 G D7 G C Am Em [Verse 8]G D7 Her faither cam tae hear o' thisG D7 And a letter wrote to FyvieG C To say his dochter was bewitchedAm Em By the trumpeter o' Fyvie [Verse 9]G D7 Lord Fyvie, he came tae the millG Sayin', "What ails ye, bonnieD7 Annie?"G C "Oh it's a' for love that I'm cast doonAm Em For the love o' Andrew Lammie" [Verse 10]G D7 "Oh Tifty, Tifty, gie consentG D7 And let yer dochter marry"G C "Na, it'll be tae ane o' a higher degreeAm Em Than the servant Andrew Lammie" [Verse 11]G D7 "If she'd been born o' as rich a kinG D7 As she is rich in beautyG C I wad hae ta'en the lass myselfAm Em And made her my ain lady" [Verse 12]G D7 "Oh Fyvie's lands are far and wideG D7 And they are wondrous bonnieG C But I wadna trade my ain dear loveAm Em No for a' your lands o' Fyvie" [Instrumental]G D7 G D7 G C Am Em [Verse 13]G D7 At this her faither did her scornG D7 And likewise did her mitherG C Her sisters they did her disownAm Em Oh but wae's me for her brither [Verse 14]G D7 Her brither struck her wondrous o'erG D7 Wi' cruel blows and monyG C He's broke her back on the temple staneAm Em A' for likin' Andrew Lammie [Verse 15]G D7 "Oh, faither, mither, sisters a'G D7 Why sae cruel tae yer Annie?G C My heart was broken first by loveAm Em Noo my brither's broke my body [Verse 16]G D7 Oh mither, mither, mak my bedG D7 And turn my head tae FyvieG C For it's there I'll lie and there I'll dieAm Em For the servant Andrew Lammie"