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SongThe Rigs O Barley (第1/1页)
song—the rigs o' barley tune—“ rigs are bonie.” it on a lammas night, when rigs are bonie, beh the moon's unclouded light, i held awa to annie; the time flew by, wi' tentless heed, till, 'tweee and early, wi' sma' persuasion she agreed to see me thro' the barley. rigs, an' barley rigs, an' rigs are bonie: i'll ne'er fet that happy night, amang the rigs wi' annie. the sky was blue, the wind was still, the moon was shining clearly; i set her down, wi' right good will, amang the rigs o' barley: i ken't her heart was a' my ain; i lov'd her most sincerely; i kiss'd her owre and ain, amang the rigs o' barley. rigs, an' barley rigs, c. i lock'd her in my fond embrace; her heart was beating rarely: my blessings on that happy place, amang the rigs o' barley! but by the moon and stars sht, that shohat hour so clearly! she aye shall bless that happy night amang the rigs o' barley. rigs, an' barley rigs, c. i hae been blythe wi' rades dear; i hae been merry drinking; i hae been joyfu' gath'rin gear; i hae been happy thinking: but a' the pleasures e'er i saw, tho' three times doubl'd fairly, that happy night was worth them a', amang the rigs o' barley. rigs, an' barley rigs, c.