Answer to the blue bonnet, &c/Answer to the Blue Bonnet

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ANSWER TO THE BLUE BONNET.

Farewell to all sorrows, with joy now I'll sing
Since Charles has return'd as free as a king,
Its long seven years since he bade me adieu,
But now he has return'd with his bonnet so ⟨blue⟩

He cried out—be constant, that day we did ⟨part⟩
That word was so heavy it sunk in my heart,
But like a moving turtle, the campaign stood⟨through⟩
But now he has ⟨returned⟩ with his bonnet so blue

Some said he was wounded, some said he ⟨was⟩ slain,
Which made me lament—and he alive upon ⟨the⟩ plain,
With joy transported my senses all flew,
When I saw my dear charmer and his bonnet ⟨so⟩ blue.

I fainted with joy, in his arms I did fall,
My cheeks they did willow, my lips turned ⟨pale⟩
Then he cried out, Dear lassie, thy senses renew
For it's I thy dear Charles and his bonnet so ⟨blue.⟩

For the war is now over, and alive I remain,
Unto thy sweet arms I am safe back again,
The cannons did thunder, balls and arrows they flew,
No danger came over me, and my bonnet so blue.

When with danger surrounded, for death I resign'd,
The thoughts of my jewel was still in my mind;
In the midst of hot battles my grief was for you,
When I thought to lie there with my bonnet so blue.

In sorrow I left thee, why now dost thou ſaint,
When alive I'm preserv'd, and now to thee sent?
I am chaste, true, and loyal, thy joys to renew,
I'll still wear my plaid and my bonnet so blue.

It's true, my dear lassie, our dangers were great,
We fought for our King, our country and state,
For to keep our plaids, because they are new,
That the Scotch may for ever wear bonnets so blue.