The Book of Scottish Song/Blythe and cheerie
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Blythe and cheerie.
[Written by James Hogg to the the tune of "Andro and his cutty gun." Some copies of this song are double the length of what is here given, but the curtailed Tersion is much the more preferable.]
On Ettrick clear there grows a brier,
An' monie a bonnie bloomin' shaw;
But Peggy's grown the fairest flower
The braes o' Ettrick ever saw.
Her cheek is like the woodland rose;
Her e'e the violet set wi' dew;
The liy's fair without compare,
Yet in her bosom tines its hue.
Had I her hame at my wee house,
That stands aneath yon mountain high,
To help me wi' the kye an' ewes,
An' in my arms at e'ening lie;
O sae blythe! an' O sae cheery!
O sae happy we wad be!
The lammie to the ewe is dear,
But Peggy's dearer far to me.