THE LEABOY'S LASSIE
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me young and bonnie;
But noo they've changed my name
Ca' me the leaboy's honey.
cho: Hum dum dum derry day
Hum dum dum derry daddy,
Hum dum dum derry day
Oh, he's a bonnie laddie.
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me proud and saucy,
But noo they've changed my name,
Ca'me the leaboy's lassie.
I'll dye my petticoats red
And face them wi' the yellow.
I'll tell the dyster lads
That the leaboy I will follow.
The black horse draws the cairt
And the blue ane follows sae bonnie,
And sae weel I like the lad
That drives them on sae cannie.
It's over hills and dales
And over dykes and ditches,
And sae weel I like the lad
That wears the moleskin breeches.
Feather beds are saft
And painted rooms are bonnie,
But I wad leave them a'
And jog alang wi' Johnnie.
Oh my back's been sair
Shearin' Craigie's corn,
I winna see him the nicht
But I'll see him the morn.
Note: A Scots version of Katy Cruel
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THE LEABOY'S LASSIE
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me young and bonnie;
But noo they've changed my name
Ca' me the leaboy's honey.
cho: Hum dum dum derry day
Hum dum dum derry daddy,
Hum dum dum derry day
Oh, he's a bonnie laddie.
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me proud and saucy,
But noo they've changed my name,
Ca'me the leaboy's lassie.
I'll dye my petticoats red
And face them wi' the yellow.
I'll tell the dyster lads
That the leaboy I will follow.
The black horse draws the cairt
And the blue ane follows sae bonnie,
And sae weel I like the lad
That drives them on sae cannie.
It's over hills and dales
And over dykes and ditches,
And sae weel I like the lad
That wears the moleskin breeches.
Feather beds are saft
And painted rooms are bonnie,
But I wad leave them a'
And jog alang wi' Johnnie.
Oh my back's been sair
Shearin' Craigie's corn,
I winna see him the nicht
But I'll see him the morn.
Note: A Scots version of Katy Cruel
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me young and bonnie;
But noo they've changed my name
Ca' me the leaboy's honey.
cho: Hum dum dum derry day
Hum dum dum derry daddy,
Hum dum dum derry day
Oh, he's a bonnie laddie.
First fan I cam' tae the toon,
They ca'd me proud and saucy,
But noo they've changed my name,
Ca'me the leaboy's lassie.
I'll dye my petticoats red
And face them wi' the yellow.
I'll tell the dyster lads
That the leaboy I will follow.
The black horse draws the cairt
And the blue ane follows sae bonnie,
And sae weel I like the lad
That drives them on sae cannie.
It's over hills and dales
And over dykes and ditches,
And sae weel I like the lad
That wears the moleskin breeches.
Feather beds are saft
And painted rooms are bonnie,
But I wad leave them a'
And jog alang wi' Johnnie.
Oh my back's been sair
Shearin' Craigie's corn,
I winna see him the nicht
But I'll see him the morn.
Note: A Scots version of Katy Cruel