The Brewer Lad – Back Of The Moon – letras

In Perth there lived a bonnie ladA brewer tae his trade OAn’ he is courted Peggie RoyA young and handsome maid OChorus:Wi’ a fall dall diddle um a die dum dooWi’ a fall dall diddle um a die dohWell, he’s courted her for seven lang yearsA’ for tae gain her favorBut there cam a lad oot a’ Edinburgh toonWha swore that he would have herIt’s will ye gang alang wi’ meAn’ will ye be ma honey?It’s will ye gang alang wi’ meAn’ leave your brewer laddie?Oh I will gang alang wi’ youAlang wi’ you I’ll ride OI’ll gang wi’ you to the ends o’ the earthThough I’m spoke to the brewer lad O(Chorus)Oh the brewer, he cam hame at eenA-speirin’ for his honeyHer faither, he made this reply »She’s no’ been here since Monday »Oh wasna that an uncoo’ ployWouldna onyone be offendedTae court wi’ a lad for seven lang yearsAnd leave him at the end o’t(Chorus)Oh be it so, and let her goFor it shall never grieve meI’m a lad that’s free, as you can seeAnd a sma’ thing will relieve meThere’s as guid fish intae the seaAs ever yet was takenI’ll cast ma net an’ try againAlthough I am forsaken(Chorus)She’s rambled up, she’s rambled doonShe’s rambled through KirkaldyMony’s the time she rued the dayShe jilt’ her brewer laddieHe’s taen his course an’ awa’ he’s gaenThe country he has fled OHe’s left nae sark upon her backNor blanket on her bed O(Chorus)The brewer, he set up in PerthAnd there he brews strang ale OHe’s courted wi’ anither lassAnd taen her tae himsel’ OYe lovers a’, where’er ye beJust let this be a warnin’An’ never slight your ane true loveFor fear you get a waur ane(Chorus…)

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