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Broadside ballad entitled 'Bundle and Go' |
TranscriptionBUNDLE AND GO. The winter is gane, love, the sweet spring again, love, Bedeeks the blue mountain and gilds the dark sea, And hope for the future to you love, an' me. The land where the vine and the orange trees grow, Then hey, bonnie lassie, will you bundle and go ? The vales an' the wildwood, the scenes o' our child- But the cauld blasts o' poortith that sweeps Scotland's mountains, Maks aft the leal laddie to lose his dear lassie, But the land o' fair plenty invites us, my Mary- Weel, weel ha'e I lo'ed thee, an' lang ha'e I woo'd An' faes to our sweet future hopes there are nane; Or sever twa hearts that will aye beat as ane ? Will aye be the first dearest wish I can know; Then hey, bonnie lassie, will you bundle and go ? To the deep verdant valleys and braid fields sae fertile, Where wealth's for the winning, if will guides the hand, An' the skies are more bright than in our fatherland. Upon the inhabitants wealth to bestow ; Rise up, bonnie lassie, we'll bundle and go. I ken, my dear laddie, it's true all you've tauld me, An' I'll say nae langer that I winna gang, An' a' the dear friends wha ha'e lo'ed me sae lang. I ken noo, my laddie, they winna say no, Then up, my dear laddie, we'll bundle and go.
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Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(38a)
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