Trade o' langsyne, or, The mechanic's farewell/The Bonny Wood of Craigee-lee
The Bonny Wood of Craigie-lee.
Chorus—Thou bonny wood of Craigie-lee,
Thou bonny wood of Craigie-lee
Near thee I spent life’s early day,
And won my Mary’s heart in thee.
The broom, the bri’r, the birken bush,
bloom bonny o’er thy flow’ry sea,
An’ a’die sweets that ane can wish,
frae nature’s ‘han are shrew'd on thee
Thou bonny wood, &c.
Far' ben thy'dark green plantin shade
the cushat croodles am’rously
The mavis down thy bughted glade, 19 J‘
gais echo ring frae ev’ry tree.
Thou bonny wood, & co.
Awa’ ye thoughtless murderous gang
wha teat the nestlings ,ere they flee;
They’ll sing you yet a canty sang,
then, O in pity let them be.
Thou bonny’ wood &c.
When winter blaws in sleety showers
frae aff the North hills gae below,
He lightly skiffs thy bonny bow’rs,
as laith to harm asleep in Thee.
Thou bonny wood; &c.
Tho’ fate should drag me south the line,
or owre the wide Atlantic sea,
The happy hours I’ll ever min’
that I in youth hae spent in thee.
Thou bonny wood, See
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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