Bonnie House Of Airlie - Kate Rusby

It fell on a day, a bonnie, bonnie day

When the corn grew green and yellow

That there fell out a great dispute

Between Argyll and Airlie

Argyll, he’s raised up five hundred men

Five hundred men and many

He’s led 'em down to the bonnie Dunkell

Made them shoot the bonnie house of Airlie

A Lady was looking over the castle walls

And oh, but she looks weary

And there she spied the great Argyll

Come to plunder the bonnie house of Airlie

«Come down the stairs, Lady» he said

«Come down and kiss me fairly»

«I'll not come down nor kiss you» she said

«Though you won’t leave a standing stone at Airlie»

I have but one favour to ask of thee Argyll

And, I hope, that you will grant me fairly

Oh, take me down to some dark, dowry town

Where I can’t see the plundering of Airlie

He’s taken her by her left shoulder

And oh, but she looks weary

He’s led her up to the top of the town

Made her watch the plundering of Airlie

Oh, fire on, fire on my many men all

And see that you fire clearly

Oh, I vow and I swear by this broad sword I wear

I won’t leave a standing stone at Airlie

If the great Sir John had been but at home

As he is this night wi' Prince Charlie

Neither Argyll nor any Scottish Lord

Dare have plundered the bonnie house of Airlie

Seven, seven son’s I’ve born unto him

And the eight ne’er saw his daddy

If I were to bear a hundred more

They’d all draw sword for Prince Charlie

Oh, if I were to bear a hundred more

They’d all draw sword for Prince Charlie