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Barnyards of Delgaty
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Traditional
This song is considered a Bothy Ballad. A 'bothy' is a shed where hired plowmen slept. They evidently amused themselves after work by complaining about their bosses and their working conditions. Life hasn't changed much, now we call them bars.
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As I cam' in by Turra market,
Turra market for to fee,
I fell in wi' a fairmer chiel,
In the Barnyards o' Delgaty
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Linten adie toorin adie,
Linten adie toorin ee;
Linten lowrin, lowrin, lowrin,
The Barnyards o' Delgaty
He promised to me ae the best pair
Every I set my e'en upon,
When I gaed to the Barnyards
Naething there but skin and bone!
Chorus
The auld black horse sat on his rump,
The auld white mare lay on her wime,
For a' that I could 'Hup!' and crack,
They wouldna rise at yokin' time.
Chorus
When I gae to the kirk on Sunday
Mony's the bonnie lass I see
Sittin' by her faither's side,
Winkin' owre the pewes at me.
Chorus
I can drink and no' be drunken
I can fecht and no' be slain,
I can lie wi' anither man's lass,
And aye be welcome to my ain.
Chorus
Noo my cannle is brunt oot,
My snotter's fairly one the wane,
Sae fare ye weel, ye Barnyards,
Ye'll never catch me here again!
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