As I Came in by Yon Castle Wall Songtext
von The Furrow Collective
As I Came in by Yon Castle Wall Songtext
As I came in by yon castle wa
And doon by yon garden green,
It was there I spied a bonny bonny lass
But the flower borders were us between.
As I came in by yon castle wall
And down by yon garden green,
It was there I spied a bonny lass
But the flower borders were us between.
And such a bonny lassie she was
As ever my eyes had seen.
"Five hundred pounds would I give
Tae have such a bonny bride as ye."
And such a bonny lassie she was
As ever my eyes had seen.
"Five hundred pounds would I give
To have such a bonny bride as thee."
"Oh tae have such a bonny bride as me,
Young man you′re sairly mista'en.
Gin you were the king o′ all Scotland
I would disdain to be your queen."
"Oh to have such a bonny bride as me,
Young man you're sorely mista'en.
If you were the king o′ all Scotland
I′d disdain to be your queen."
"Oh talk not so very high bonny lass,
Oh talk not so very, very high,
For the man at the fair that would sell,
He mun learn frae the man that would buy."
"Oh talk not so very high, bonny lass,
Oh talk not so very, very high,
For the man at the fair that would sell,
He must learn from the man that would buy."
"Ah but I mean to climb a far higher tree
And herry a far richer nest."
"Ach tak this advice frae me my bonny lass
Humility would serve ye best."
"Ah but I mean to climb a far higher tree
And herry a far richer nest."
"Oh take this advice from me my bonny lass
And doon by yon garden green,
It was there I spied a bonny bonny lass
But the flower borders were us between.
As I came in by yon castle wall
And down by yon garden green,
It was there I spied a bonny lass
But the flower borders were us between.
And such a bonny lassie she was
As ever my eyes had seen.
"Five hundred pounds would I give
Tae have such a bonny bride as ye."
And such a bonny lassie she was
As ever my eyes had seen.
"Five hundred pounds would I give
To have such a bonny bride as thee."
"Oh tae have such a bonny bride as me,
Young man you′re sairly mista'en.
Gin you were the king o′ all Scotland
I would disdain to be your queen."
"Oh to have such a bonny bride as me,
Young man you're sorely mista'en.
If you were the king o′ all Scotland
I′d disdain to be your queen."
"Oh talk not so very high bonny lass,
Oh talk not so very, very high,
For the man at the fair that would sell,
He mun learn frae the man that would buy."
"Oh talk not so very high, bonny lass,
Oh talk not so very, very high,
For the man at the fair that would sell,
He must learn from the man that would buy."
"Ah but I mean to climb a far higher tree
And herry a far richer nest."
"Ach tak this advice frae me my bonny lass
Humility would serve ye best."
"Ah but I mean to climb a far higher tree
And herry a far richer nest."
"Oh take this advice from me my bonny lass
Writer(s): Alisdair Roberts, Emily Portman, Lucy Farrell, Rachel Newton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com