Gordon Bok – Rantin Laddie (Guitar)

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Oft have I played at the cards and dice

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With my bonnie Rantin' Laddie

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But now I'm a-sitting in my father's hall

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Singing ba to my bastard baby

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Oh, if I'd been wise as I've been nice

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And done what my bonnie lad told me

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I'd have been married a year or more

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To my bonnie Rantin' Laddie

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Oh, my father dear, he knows me not

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My mother she ignores me

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My friends and relations slight me all

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And the servants, they quite hate me

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Is your love a lord or is he a laird

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Or is he but a caddie

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That you so oft call on his name

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Your bonnie Rantin' Laddie

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If I had a horse at my command

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As oft times I've had many

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I'd ride away to the gates of Aboyne

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To my bonnie Rantin' Laddie

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Then up and spake a kitchen boy

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Saying, "Though I'm but a caddie

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It's I will run to the Gates of Aboyne

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With a letter to your Rantin' Laddie"

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And as he ran through Buchanshire

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And Buchan shone so bonnie

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There he met with the Earl of Aboyne

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That they call the Rantin' Laddie

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And when he looked the letter on

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Oh, but he was sorry

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"They've been cruel and fell unkind

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To out bonnie Rantin' Lassie"

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Oh, my father dear, he knows me not

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My mother she ignores me

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My friends and relations slight me all

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And the servants, they quite hate me

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Then get thee out five hundred men

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And see that they ride so bonny

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We'll bring the lassie back to Aboyne

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Out bonnie Rantin' Lassie

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When she was up behind his back

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Wrapped in her hieland plaidie

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The birds in the trees sang never so sweet

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As the bonnie Rantin' Lassie

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And they rode on through Buchanshire

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And Buchan shone so bonnie

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Rejoice, rejoice ye bonnie maids all

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An' see that ye be not sorry

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If you lay your love on a lowland lad

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Be sure that he'll betray ye

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But lay your love on a hieland lad

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He'll do all that he can to raise ye