Robert Burns Songs

Election Ballad For Westerha’ Song Tune— Up and waur them a’, Willie. The Laddies by the banks o’ Nith Wad trust his Grace^1 wi a’, Jamie; But he’ll sair them, as he sair’d the King— Turn tail and rin awa’, Jamie. [Footnote 1: The fourth Duke of Queensberry, who supported the proposal that, during George […]

Fragment Of Song The night was still, and o’er the hill Robert Burns The night was still, and o’er the hill The moon shone on the castle wa’; The mavis sang, while dew-drops hang Around her on the castle wa’; Sae merrily they danced the ring Frae eenin’ till the cock did craw; And aye […]

The Five Carlins Song An Election Ballad. Tune— Chevy Chase. There was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Nor only bring them tidings hame, But do their errands there, And aiblins gowd and honor baith Might be that laddie’s […]

Fragment The Mauchline Lady Robert Burns Song Tune— I had a horse, I had nae mair. When first I came to Stewart Kyle, My mind it was na steady; Where’er I gaed, where’er I rade, A mistress still I had aye. But when I came roun’ by Mauchline toun, Not dreadin anybody, My heart was […]

Robert Burns Song My Peggy’s Charms Tune— Tha a’ chailleach ir mo dheigh. My Peggy’s face, my Peggy’s form, The frost of hermit Age might warm; My Peggy’s worth, my Peggy’s mind, Might charm the first of human kind. I love my Peggy’s angel air, Her face so truly heavenly fair, Her native grace, so […]

Thou Hast Left Me Ever, Jamie Song Robert Burns Tune— Fee him, father, fee him. Thou hast left me ever, Jamie, Thou hast left me ever; Thou has left me ever, Jamie, Thou hast left me ever: Aften hast thou vow’d that Death Only should us sever; Now thou’st left thy lass for aye— I […]

Robert Burns Song I Dream’d I Lay I dream’d I lay where flowers were springing Gaily in the sunny beam; List’ning to the wild birds singing, By a falling crystal stream: Straight the sky grew black and daring; Thro’ the woods the whirlwinds rave; Tress with aged arms were warring, O’er the swelling drumlie wave. […]

Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever Song Tune— Rory Dall’s Port. Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae […]

Robert Burns – Lass Of Cessnock Banks, The Song [Footnote 1: The lass is identified as Ellison Begbie, a servant wench, daughter of a Farmer Lang .] A Song of Similes Tune— If he be a Butcher neat and trim. On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses […]

Their Groves O’Sweet Myrtle Robert Burns Song Tune— Humours of Glen. Their groves o’ sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o’ green breckan, Wi’ the burn stealing under the lang, yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers Where […]