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Hazel Whyte
| Thou Bonny Wood |
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| Scottish Songs and Celtic Ballads |
| Modern and Traditional Folk Music |
| Thou Bonnie Wood of Craigielea Chorus Thou bonnie wood of Craigielee, Thou bonnie wood of Craigielee, Near thee I've spent life's early day, And won my Mary's heart in thee. The broom, the brier, the birken bush, Bloom bonnie on thy flow'ry lea; And a' the sweets that ane can wish, Frae Natur's hand are strew'd on thee. Chorus Far ben thy dark green plantin's shade, The cushat croodles am'rously; The mavis down thy bughted glade, Gars echo ring frae ev'ry tree. Chorus When winter blaws in sleety showr's Frae aff the norlan' hills sae hie, He lightly skiffs thy bonnie bow'rs, As laith to harm a flow'r in thee. Chorus Tho' fate should drag me south the line, Or o'er the wide Atlantic sea, The happy hours I'll never mind, That in youth ha'e spent in thee. Chorus |
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