The Scottish Minstrel (First Series)/Bonnie Mary Hay
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BONNIE MARY HAY.
Words by Archibald Crawford. Music by R. A. Smith. Key-note A
Bonnie Mary Hay, I will lo'e thee yet,
For thine eye is the slae, and thy hair is the jet,
The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek;
O bonnie Mary Hay! I will lo'e thee yet.
For thine eye is the slae, and thy hair is the jet,
The snaw is thy skin, and the rose is thy cheek;
O bonnie Mary Hay! I will lo'e thee yet.
Bonnie Mary Hay, will you gang wi' me,
When the sun's in the west, to the hawthorn tree?
To the hawthorn tree in the bonny berry den?
And I'll tell you, Mary, how I lo'e you then.
When the sun's in the west, to the hawthorn tree?
To the hawthorn tree in the bonny berry den?
And I'll tell you, Mary, how I lo'e you then.
Bonnie Mary Hay, it's halliday to me,
When thou art coothie, kind, and free;
There's nae clouds in the Ilft, nor storms in the sky,
My bonnie Mary Hay, when thou art nigh.
When thou art coothie, kind, and free;
There's nae clouds in the Ilft, nor storms in the sky,
My bonnie Mary Hay, when thou art nigh.
Bonnie Mary Hay, thou maunna say me nay,
But come to the bow'r by the hawthorn brae,
But come to the bow'r, an' I'll tell you a' what's true,
How, Mary, I can ne'er lo'e ane but you.
But come to the bow'r by the hawthorn brae,
But come to the bow'r, an' I'll tell you a' what's true,
How, Mary, I can ne'er lo'e ane but you.