Rose Laughlin Broom Of The Cowdenknowes (House of Memory, 2011)

Текст песни "Rose Laughlin — Broom Of The Cowdenknowes (House of Memory, 2011)"

Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' Cowdenknowes
Fain would I lie in my ain country
Tendin' my daddie's ewes

How blithe was I each morn tae see
My lass come o'er the hill
She skipped the burn and she ran to me
I met her with good will

She would oblige me every hour
Could I but faithful be?
She stole my heart, could I refuse
Whate'er she asked of me?

Hard fate that I should banished be
Sae early in the morn
Because I lo'ed the fairest lass
That ever yet was born

Fareweel, ye Cowdenknowes, fareweel
Fareweel all pleasures there
To roam again wi' my lass by my side
Is all I want or care

Oh the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o' Cowdenknowes
Fain would I lie in my ain country
Tendin' my daddie's ewes

(Scottish traditional)