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Book TitleAuthorDateNotes
Song TitleJeannie and Jamie
Roud No.345
Collected FromRussell, Mrs.
Collected ByWilliams, Alfred
Alternative Title
Source PrimaryWSRO: 2598/36 Packet 2 - Gloucestershire: Williams, A: MS collection No Gl 160
Source SecondaryWilts and Gloucestershire Standard, 6th November, 1915, p 2, Part 7, No. 4
Song Lyrics

Verse 1

When ye gang awa' Jamie,
Far across the sea, laddie;
When ye gang to Germany,
What will ye send to me, laddie?


Verse 2

I'll send ye a braw new gown, Jeannie,
I'll send ye a braw new gown, lassie;
And it shall be o' silk and gowd,
With Valenciennes set around, lassie.


Verse 3

Tha's nae gift ava', Jamie,
That's nae gift ava' laddie;
There's not a gown in a' the town,
I like when ye're awa' laddie.


Verse 4

When I come back again, Jeannie,
When I come back again, lassie;
I'll bring with me a gallant gay,
To be your ain guidman, lassie.


Verse 5

Be my guidman yerself, Jamie,
Be my guidman yersel, laddie;
An' tak' me o'er to Germany,
With you at hame to dwell, laddie.


Verse 6

I dinna ken how that would do, Jeannie,
I dinna ken how that can be, lassie;
For I've a wife and bairnies three,
An' I'm nae sure how ye'd agree, lassie.


Verse 7

Ye should a telt me that in time, Jamie,
Ye should a telt me that lang syne, laddie;
For had I kent o' your false heart,
Ye'd ne'er hae gotten mine, laddie.


Verse 8

Your e'en were like a spell, Jeannie,
Your e'en were like a spell, lassie;
That ilka day bewitched me sae,
I could na' help myself, lassie.


Verse 9

Gae back to your wife an' hame, Jamie,
Gae back to your bairnies three, laddie;
And I will pray they ne'er may know,
A broken heart like mine, laddie.


Verse 10

Dry that tearful e'e, Jeannie,
Dry that tearful e'e, lassie;
For I've neither wife nor bairnies three,
And I'll wed nane but thee, lassie.


Verse 11

Think weel for fear ye rue, Jamie,
Think weel for fear ye rue, laddie;
For I have neither gold nor lands,
To be a match for you , laddie.


Verse 12

Blair in Atholl's mine, Jeannie,
Little Dunkeld is mine, lassie;
St Johnstone's bower and hunting tower,
An' a' tha's mine is thine, lassie.
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Williams, Alfred: Ms / WGS: 'An old Scotch piece that somehow or other became established at the western end of the Thames vale. From the references to Germany it would appear to have been written about the time of Marlborough's campaign in that country early in the eighteenth century. Obtained of Mrs Russell, Tetbury, late of Crudwell.'

Transcribed and edited by Chris Wildridge, 2010.



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