Songs and Ballads

Handsome Nell

Luckless Fortune

“I dream’d I lay where flowers were springing”

Tibbie, I hae seen the day

“My father was a farmer upon the Carrick border”

John Barleycorn. A Ballad

The Rigs o’ Barley

Montgomery’s Peggy

The Mauchline Lady

The Highland Lassie

Peggy

The rantin’ Dog the Daddie o’t

“My heart was ance as blithe and free”

My Nannie O

A Fragment. “One night as I did wander”

Bonnie Peggy Alison

Green grow the Rashes, O

My Jean

Robin

“Her flowing locks, the raven’s wing”

“O leave novels, ye Mauchline belles”

Young Peggy

The Cure for all Care

Eliza

The Sons of Old Killie

And maun I still on Menie doat

The Farewell to the Brethren of St. James’s Lodge, Tarbolton

On Cessnock Banks

Mary

The Lass of Ballochmyle

“The gloomy night is gathering fast”

“O whar did ye get that hauver meal bannock?”

The Joyful Widower

“O Whistle, and I’ll come to you, my lad”

“I am my mammy’s ae bairn”

The Birks of Aberfeldy

Macpherson’s Farewell

Braw, braw Lads of Galla Water

“Stay, my charmer, can you leave me?”

Strathallan’s Lament

My Hoggie

Her Daddie forbad, her Minnie forbad

Up in the Morning early

The young Highland Rover

Hey the dusty Miller

Duncan Davison

Theniel Menzies’ bonnie Mary

The Banks of the Devon

Weary fa’ you, Duncan Gray

The Ploughman

Landlady, count the Lawin

“Raving winds around her blowing”

“How long and dreary is the night”

Musing on the roaring Ocean

Blithe, blithe and merry was she

The blude red rose at Yule may blaw

O’er the Water to Charlie

A Rose-bud by my early walk

Rattlin’, roarin’ Willie

Where braving angry Winter’s Storms

Tibbie Dunbar

Bonnie Castle Gordon

My Harry was a gallant gay

The Tailor fell through the bed, thimbles an’ a’

Ay Waukin O!

Beware o’ Bonnie Ann

The Gardener wi’ his paidle

Blooming Nelly

The day returns, my bosom burns

My Love she’s but a lassie yet

Jamie, come try me

Go fetch to me a Pint O’ Wine

The Lazy Mist

O mount and go

Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw

Whistle o’er the lave o’t

O were I on Parnassus’ Hill

“There’s a youth in this city”

My heart’s in the Highlands

John Anderson, my Jo

Awa, Whigs, awa

Ca’ the Ewes to the Knowes

Merry hae I been teethin’ a heckle

The Braes of Ballochmyle

To Mary in Heaven

Eppie Adair

The Battle of Sherriff-muir

Young Jockey was the blithest lad

O Willie brewed a peck o’ maut

The braes o’ Killiecrankie, O

I gaed a waefu’ gate yestreen

The Banks of Nith

Tam Glen

Frae the friends and land I love

Craigie-burn Wood

Cock up your Beaver

O meikle thinks my luve o’ my beauty

Gudewife, count the Lawin

There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame

The bonnie lad that’s far awa

I do confess thou art sae fair

Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide

It is na, Jean, thy bonnie face

When I think on the happy days

Whan I sleep I dream

“I murder hate by field or flood”

O gude ale comes and gude ale goes

Robin shure in hairst

Bonnie Peg

Gudeen to you, Kimmer

Ah, Chloris, since it may na be

Eppie M’Nab

Wha is that at my bower-door

What can a young lassie do wi’ an auld man

Bonnie wee thing, cannie wee thing

The tither morn when I forlorn

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever

Lovely Davies

The weary Pond o’ Tow

Naebody

An O for ane and twenty, Tam

O Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie

The Collier Laddie

Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame

As I was a-wand’ring ae Midsummer e’enin

Bessy and her Spinning-wheel

The Posie

The Country Lass

Turn again, thou fair Eliza

Ye Jacobites by name

Ye flowery banks o’bonnie Doon

Ye banks and braes o’ bonnie Doon

Willie Wastle

O Lady Mary Ann

Such a parcel of rogues in a nation

The Carle of Kellyburn braes

Jockey’s ta’en the parting kiss

Lady Onlie

The Chevalier’s Lament

Song of Death

Flow gently, sweet Afton

Bonnie Bell

Hey ca’ thro’, ca’ thro’

The Gallant weaver

The deuks dang o’er my Daddie

She’s fair and fause

The Deil cam’ fiddling thro’ the town

The lovely Lass of Inverness

O my luve’s like a red, red rose

Louis, what reck I by thee

Had I the wyte she bade me

Coming through the rye

Young Jamie, pride of a’ the plain

Out over the Forth I look to the north

The Lass of Ecclefechan

The Cooper o’ Cuddie

For the sake of somebody

I coft a stane o’ haslock woo

The lass that made the bed for me

Sae far awa

I’ll ay ca’ in by yon town

O wat ye wha’s in yon town

O May, thy morn

Lovely Polly Stewart

Bonnie laddie, Highland laddie

Anna, thy charms my bosom fire

Cassilis’ Banks

To thee, lov’d Nith

Bannocks o’ Barley

Hee Balou! my sweet wee Donald

Wae is my heart, and the tear’s in my e’e

Here’s his health in water

My Peggy’s face, my Peggy’s form

Gloomy December

My lady’s gown, there’s gairs upon ’t

Amang the trees, where humming bees

The gowden locks of Anna

My ain kind dearie, O

Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary

She is a winsome wee thing

Bonny Leslie

Highland Mary

Auld Rob Morris

Duncan Gray

O poortith cauld, and restless love

Galla Water

Lord Gregory

Mary Morison

Wandering Willie. First Version

Wandering Willie. Last Version

Oh, open the door to me, oh!

Jessie

The poor and honest sodger

Meg o’ the Mill

Blithe hae I been on yon hill

Logan Water

“O were my love yon lilac fair”

Bonnie Jean

Phillis the fair

Had I a cave on some wild distant shore

By Allan stream

O Whistle, and I’ll come to you, my lad

Adown windng Nith I did wander

Come, let me take thee to my breast

Daintie Davie

Scots wha hae wi’ Wallace bled. First Version

Scots wha hae wi’ Wallace bled. Second Version

Behold the hour, the boat arrives

Thou hast left me ever, Jamie

Auld lang syne

“Where are the joys I have met in the morning”

“Deluded swain, the pleasure”

Nancy

Husband, husband, cease your strife

Wilt thou be my dearie?

But lately seen in gladsome green

“Could aught of song declare my pains”

Here’s to thy health, my bonnie lass

It was a’ for our rightfu’ king

O steer her up and haud her gaun

O ay my wife she dang me

O wert thou in the cauld blast

The Banks of Cree

On the seas and far away

Ca’ the Yowes to the Knowes

Sae flaxen were her ringlets

O saw ye my dear, my Phely?

How lang and dreary is the night

Let not woman e’er complain

The Lover’s Morning Salute to his Mistress

My Chloris, mark how green the groves

Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe

Lassie wi’ the lint-white locks

Farewell, thou stream, that winding flows

O Philly, happy be the day

Contented wi’ little and cantie wi’ mair

Canst thou leave me thus, my Katy

My Nannie’s awa

O wha is she that lo’es me

Caledonia

O lay thy loof in mine, lass

The Fête Champêtre

Here’s a health to them that’s awa

For a’ that, and a’ that

Craigieburn Wood

O lassie, art thou sleeping yet

O tell na me o’ wind and rain

The Dumfries Volunteers

Address to the Wood-lark

On Chloris being ill

Their groves o’ sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon

’Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin

How cruel are the parents

Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion

O this is no my ain lassie

Now Spring has clad the grove in green

O bonnie was yon rosy brier

Forlorn my love, no comfort near

Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen

Chloris

The Highland Widow’s Lament

To General Dumourier

Peg-a-Ramsey

There was a bonnie lass

O Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet

Hey for a lass wi’ a tocher

Jessy. “Here’s a health to ane I lo’e dear”

Fairest Maid on Devon banks