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| IT fell on a day, and a bonnie summer day, | |
| When the corn grew green and yellow, | |
| That there fell out a great dispute | |
| Between Argyle and Airly. | |
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| The Duke o’ Montrose has written to Argyle | 5 |
| To come in the morning early, | |
| An’ lead in his men, by the back o’ Dunkeld, | |
| To plunder the bonnie house o’ Airly. | |
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| The lady looked o’er her window sae hie, | |
| And O, but she looked weary! | 10 |
| And there she espied the great Argyle | |
| Come to plunder the bonnie house o’ Airly. | |
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| “Come down, come down, Lady Margaret,” he says, | |
| “Come down and kiss me fairly, | |
| Or before the morning clear daylight, | 15 |
| I ’ll no leave a standing stane in Airly.” | |
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| “I wadna kiss thee, great Argyle, | |
| I wadna kiss thee fairly, | |
| I wadna kiss thee, great Argyle, | |
| Gin you shoudna leave a standing stane in Airly.” | 20 |
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| He has ta’en her by the middle sae sma’, | |
| Says, “Lady, where is your drury?” | |
| “It ’s up and down by the bonnie burn side, | |
| Amang the planting o’ Airly.” | |
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| They sought it up, they sought it down, | 25 |
| They sought it late and early, | |
| And found it in the bonnie balm-tree, | |
| That shines on the bowling-green o’ Airly. | |
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| He has ta’en her by the left shoulder, | |
| And O, but she grat sairly, | 30 |
| And led her down to yon green bank, | |
| Till he plundered the bonnie house o’ Airly. | |
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| “O, it ’s I hae seven braw sons,” she says, | |
| “And the youngest ne’er saw his daddie, | |
| And altho’ I had as mony mae, | 35 |
| I wad gie them a’ to Charlie. | |
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| “But gin my good lord had been at hame, | |
| As this night he is wi’ Charlie, | |
| There durst na a Campbell in a’ the west | |
| Hae plundered the bonnie house o’ Airly.” | 40 |
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