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As I come in by the Duke of Atholl's gates
I heard a girl sing bonnie
It's I would give all of my half-year's fee
For a kiss and a sight of my Johnny
You are the Duke of Atholl's nurse
And oh, but you sing bonnie
Keep well, keep well your half-year's fee
Here's a sight and a kiss of your Johnny
He's leaned him over his saddle-bow
And given her a kiss of his many
It's you have my heart, but another has my hand
So what better are you of Johnny?
I have your heart, but another has your hand
These words have fairly undone me
But come, let us set a time to meet again
So it's in good friendship you'll leave me
You'll go down to yonder alehouse
And drink till the day be a-dawning
And spare not the beer, although it be dear
At the wine keep constantly drawing
And as sure as the love that we both once had
I'll come, and I'll clear your looin'
So he's gone down to yonder alehouse
And drank till the day was a-dawning
And he spared not the beer, although it was dear
At the wine he kept constantly drawing
And he's looked out of the shop window
To see if the day was a-dawning
And there he espied seven well-armed men
A-come for to clear his looin'
Oh landlady, landlady, what can I do?
My life it is not worth a farthing
My love has sent all seven of her brothers
I'll be dead ere the day be a-dawning
She's taken off her petticoat
Likewise her gown and her apron
She's given him the bonnet from off of her head
And she set him down to the baking
And the birds never sang so sweetly on the bush
As the young squire sang of the baking
Oh, came there a stranger here last night
To drink ere the day was a-dawning?
Come show us the room that the stranger is in
We've come for to clear his looin'
There came a stranger here last night
But he left ere the day was a-dawning
And he bought but a pint, and he paid it ere he went
So he did not leave any looin'
They sought him up, they sought him down
They spared not the featherbed's a-turning
And as they went but, and as they went ben
They said, "Bonnie lassie, are you baking?"
They sought him up, they sought him down
They spared not the curtains a-riving
And aye, as the landlady went but and ben
She scolded the lassie at her baking
Saying, "I've had many and many's the maid
But the likes of you I never had baking."
They sought him up, they sought him down
Through hall and kitchen a-ranking
And each one of them as they passed by
Kissed the bonnie lassie at her baking
And for all that they called, and all that they sought
They left the bonnie lassie busy baking