Lizzie Lindsay
Child #226 4:56 V, G, B, NS & Whistle in C.
Finally, a successful elopement.
Ganging = going; ken = know; dey = milk-woman/maid; stey = steep; kye = cows.
Finally, a successful elopement.
Ganging = going; ken = know; dey = milk-woman/maid; stey = steep; kye = cows.
Will ye gang to the Hielands, Lizzie Lindsay?
Will ye gang to the Hielands with me? Will ye gang to the Hielands, Lizzie Lindsay? My bride and my darling to be. She’s turned her around on her heel, And a very loud laugh gave she: "I'd like to ken where that I'm ganging, And wha I am gaun to gang wi." My name it is Donald Macdonald, I'll never think shame nor deny, My father he is an old shepherd, My mother she is an old dey. Will ye gang to the Hielands, bonnie Lizzie? Will ye gang to the Hielands wi me? For ye shall get a bed of green rashes, A pillow and a covering of grey. Uprose then the bonny young lady, And drew on her stockings and shoon, And packed up her claise in fine bundles, And away wi’ young Donald she's gone. And whan that they came to the Hielands, The braes they were baith long and stey, Bonny Lizzie was wearied wi’ ganging, She had travelled a long summer's day. "O are we near hame now, young Donald? O are we near hame now, I pray?" "We are no near hame, bonnie Lizzie, Nor yet gone the half of the way." |
When they came near the end of their journey,
To the house of his father's milk-dey, He said: "Stay still there, Lizzie Lindsay, Till I tell my mother of thee." "Now make us a supper, dear mother, The best of your curds and green whey, And make up a bed of green rashes, A pillow and covering of grey." "Rise up, rise up, Lizzie Lindsay, Ye have lain o’er lang i' the day, You should have been helping my mother To milk her ewes and her kye." Out then spake the bonnie young lady, And the salt tears they drapt frae her eye: "I wish I had bidden at hame, I can neither milk ewes nor kye". "Rise up, rise up, Lizzie Lindsay, There is mair wonders to spy, For yonder's the castle o' Kingussie, See how it stands high and dry!" But when they came up to Kingussie, The porter was standing hard by: "Ye're welcome hame, Sir Donald, Ye've been such a long time away." It's down then came his old mother, With all the keys in her hand, Saying: "Take you these, bonnie Lizzie, All under them's at your command." |