Bogie's Bonnie Bell Lyrics - Singles - Andy M. Stewart

At market day in Huntley toon 

An' it was there, I did agree 

Wi' Bogieside, the farmer 

A twelve month for to fee 

Tae drive his twa best horses 

That's a task that I could do 

Tae drive his twa best horses 

In the harrow and the ploo 

Now Bogie had a dochter 

Her name was Isabelle 

She was the lily o' the valley 

An' the primrose o' the dell 

An' when she went out walkin' 

She chose me for her guide 

Doon by the burn at Cairnie 

Tae watch the fishes glide 

And when three months was scarcely o'er 

The lassie lost her bloom 

An' the red fell frae her bonnie cheeks 

An' her eyes began to swoon 

Noo, the neist nine months were past and gone 

She brought tae me a son 

And I was quickly sent for tae 

See what could be done 

I said that I would marry her 

But oh, that widna dae 

For, "You're nae match for Bonnie Belle 

An' she's nae match for thee" 

He sent me packin' doon the road 

Wi' nae penny o' my fee 

Sae a' ye lads o' Huntley toon 

A lang fareweel tae ye 

But noo she's marrit tae a tinker lad 

Wha bides in Huntley toon 

He mends pots and pans and paraffin lamps 

Aan' scours the country roon 

Maybe she's gotten a better match 

Auld Bogie canna tell 

But it was me wha's ta'en the maidenheid 

O' Bogie's bonnie Belle