C
Hie upone Highlands,
F C
and lay upon tay.
C
Bonnie George Campbell
G
rode out on a day.
C
He saddled, and bridled,
F C
so gallant rode he.
C
And hame cam his guid horse,
G C
but never cam he.
C
Out cam his mother dear,
F C
greeting fu sair.
C
Out cam his bonnie bryde,
G
riving her hair.
C
"The meadow lies green,
F C
and the corn is unshorn.
C
The barn, it is empty,
G C
the baby unborn!"
C
Saddled and bridled
F C
and booted rode he,
C
A plume in his helmet,
G
a sword at his knee.
C
But toom cam his saddle
F C
all bloody to see.
C
Oh, hame cam his guid horse,
G C
but never cam he.
