Tom: G
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There once was a troop of Irish dragoons
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Come marching down thru Fyvie-O
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And the captain fell in love wi' a very bonnie lass
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And he called her by her name, pretty Peggy-O
[Verse 2]
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There's many a bonnie lass in the glen of Auchterlass
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There's many a bonnie lass in Gairioch-oO
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There's many a bonnie Jean in the streets of Aberdeen
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But the flower of them all lives in Fyvie, O
[Verse 3]
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Come trippin' down the stair, Pretty Peggy, my dear
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Come down the stairs, Pretty Peggy-O
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Come trippin' down the stairs, combin' back your yellow hair
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Bid a long farewell to your mammy-O
[Verse 4]
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It's braw, aye it's braw, a captain's lady for to be
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And it's braw to be a captain's lady-O
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It's braw to ride around and to follow the camp
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And to ride when your captain he is ready-O
[Verse 5]
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O I'll give you ribbons, love, and I'll give you rings
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I'll give you a necklace of amber-O
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I'll give you a silken petticoat with flounces to the knee
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If you'll convey me doon to your chamber-O
[Verse 6]
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What would your mother think if she heard the guineas clink
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And saw the haut-boys marching all before you-O
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O little would she think gin she heard the guineas clink
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If I followed a soldier laddie-O
[Verse 6]
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I never did intend a soldier's lady for to be
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A soldier shall never enjoy me-O
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I never did intend to gae tae a foreign land
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And I will never marry a soldier-O
[Verse 7]
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I'll drink nae more o your claret wine
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I'll drink nae more o your glasses-O
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Tomorrow is the day when we maun ride away
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So farewell tae your Fyvie lasses-O
[Verse 8]
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The colonel he cried, mount, boys, mount, boys, mount
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The captain, he cried, tarry-O
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O tarry yet a while, just another day or twa
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Til I see if the bonnie lass will marry-O
[Verse 9]
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Twas in the early morning, when we marched awa
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And O but the captain he was sorry-O
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The drums they did beat on the merry braes o' Gight
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And the band played the bonnie lass of Fyvie-O
[Verse 10]
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Long ere we came to the glen of Auchterlass
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We had our captain to carry-O
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And long ere we won into the streets of Aberdeen
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We had our captain to bury-O
[Verse 11]
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Green grow the birks on bonnie Ethanside
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And low lie the lowlands of Fyvie-O
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The captain's name was Ned and he died for a maid
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He died for the bonny lass of Fyvie-O
