Glenlogie

Will it begin?
Yes
There were four and twenty nobles stood at the king's hall
And Bonnie Glen Logie was flooer o' them aa
There were nine and nine nobles rode roon Banchory fair
And Bonnie Glen Logie was flooer o' them there
Doon came Jeanie Gordon, she came trippin' doon stairs
And she's fa' and in love wi' Glen Logie ower-a that was there
She called on his foote boy that stood by his side
Now who is that young man and far does he bide?
His name is Glen Logie when he is at hame
And he's o' the gay Gordons and his name is Lord John
Glen Logie, Glen Logie, be constant and kind
I've laid my love on you and your eye in my mind
He turned him roon quickly as the Gordons do aa
Says he, "Thank ye, Jeanie Gordon, but your dochеr's ower
Smaa." Her father was a chaplain and a man o' gret skill
And he pennеd a bred letter and he penned it recht weel
When he looked on tha letter, a light laugh laughed he
But when he read the letter, the tear blindit his ee
Go saddle tha black horse and saddle the broon
Bonnie Jean o' Bethilney will be died ere I win
And pale and wan was she when Glen Logie cam' in
But reed and rosy grew she when she kent it was him
O' Bethilney, o' Bethilney, it shines where it stands
And the heather bales ower it shines over Fyvie's land