SONG I.

IT WAS UPON A LAMMAS NIGHT.

AIR. CORN RIGS ARE BONNIE."

I.

Ir was upon a Lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonnie,
Beneath the moon's unclouded light,
I held awa to Annie:

The time flew by, wi' tentless heed,
Till 'tween the late and early;
Wi' sma' persuasion she agreed,
To see me thro' the barley.

II.

The sky was blue, the wind was still,
The moon was shining clearly;
I set her down, wi' right good will,
Amang the rigs o' barley:

I ken't her heart was a' my ain;
I lov'd her most sincerely;
I kiss'd her owre and owre again
Amang the rigs o' barley.

III.

I lock'd her in my fond embrace;
Her heart was beating rarely:
My blessings on that happy place,

Amang the rigs o' barley!

But by the moon and stars so bright, That shone that hour so clearly! ay shall bless that happy night, Amang the rigs o' barley.

She

IV.

I hae been blythe wi' comrades dear;
I hae been merry drinkin;
I hae been joyfu' gath'rin gear ;
I hae been happy thinking:
But a' the pleasures e'er I saw,

Tho' three times doubl❜d fairly, That happy night was worth them a', Amang the rigs o' barley.