Scotland/Scots > Old Scottish ballad of Andrew Lammie, or, Mill of Tifty's Annie

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I;’s there we will renew our love.
Before I go and leave you.
My love I go to Edinburgh town,
And for a while must leave thee;
She sighed sore, and said no more,
But I wish that I were with you.
I will be true and constant too.
To thee, my A ndrew Lammie—
But my bridal bed or tnen’ll be made,
In the green church-yard of Fyvie.
The time is gone and now comes on,
My dear, that I must leave thee—
If longer here I should appear,
Mill of Tifty he would see me.
I’ll buy to thee a bridal gown,
My love, I'll buy it bonny—
But I’ll be dead ere ye come back,
To see your bonny Annie.
If ye'll be true and constant too,
As I am Andrew Lammie—
I shall ye wed when I come back
To see the lands of Fyvie.
I now for ever bid adieu
To thee, my Andrew Lammic ;
Ere ye come back I will be laid
In the green church-yard of Fyv'e.
He hied him to the head of the house,