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As I went by Huntleigh town

One evening for to see

I met with Bogey O' Cairnee

And with him I did agree

To care for his two best horses

Or cart or harrow or plough

Or anything about farm work

That I very well should know

Old Bogey had a daughter

Her name was Isobel

She’s the lily of the valley

And the primrose of the dell

And when she went out walking

She took me for her guide

Down by the Burn O’Cairnee

To watch the small fish glide

And when three months was past and gone

This girl she lost her bloom

The red fell from her rosy cheeks

And her eyes began to swoon

And when nine months were past and gone

She bore to me a son

And I was straight sent for

To see what could be done

I said that I would marry her

But that it would nae do

You’re no a match for the bonny wee girl

And she’s no match for you

Now she’s married to a tinker lad

That comes from Huntleigh town

He sells pots and pans and paraffin lamps

And scours the country round

Maybe she’s had a better match

Old Bogey can nae tell

So fair well ye lads o Huntleigh town

And to Bogey’s bonnie belle

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