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Glasgow Peggy
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This Song is about a Highland Lad (the lord of the Isle of Skye) who comes down to Glasgow to court the most beautiful Peggy away from her home in the Lowlands
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World - Traditional Celtic
Previous peak charts position #34
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Trad. PD.
1996, Darby O'Gill
January 17, 2007
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Story behind the song
The original poem was written as Queen Amang the Heather in the mid-1800's. It was collected by Francis James Child in the late 19th century as Glasgow Peggie (Ballad 228). The collection was published as The English and Scottish Popular Ballads between 1882 and 1898.
Lyrics
Glasgow Peggy (words adapted by W. Scott Messer) First when I came to Glasgow town The highland hills were all behind me And the Bonniest lass that ever I spied She lived in Glasgow, they called her Peggy Oh highland lads are brisk young lads Highland lads are young and bonnie And I’m away to Glasgow town To steal away the Bonnie Peggy Her father he’s got word of this And oh but he was wondrous angry You can take my oxen and all of my cows But Ye’ cannot take my Bonnie Peggy Ah, hold yer tongue, ye silly old man For I’ve got cows and yowes already I’ll no’ steal yer oxen or your cows But I will take your Bonnie Peggy I said, braw lass, why roam ye there Why roam ye ‘lone among the heather She said: My father’s away from home And I’m herdin’ all his cows together So I said Braw lass if ye’ll be mine And ye care to lie in a bed of feathers In silks and satins you shall lie Ye’ll be my queen among the heather She’s mounted on his milk white steed And he himself on his wee grey naggie They rode away at the break of the day He’s run away with his Bonnie Peggy Well they rode o’er hills and they rode o’er dales And they rode through the moors and the mosses many Until they came to a little glen He’s lighted down with his Bonnie Peggy Their bed was of the gay green turf Their blankets of the bracken bonnie His laid his plaid beneath her head And she’s lien down with her highland laddie He’s taken her up Yon high, high hill When that the sun was shinin’ clearly Says all that ye see Belongs to thee For lien down with a highland laddie For all that ye have left behind Is a wee cot house and a wee kale yardie Now your the lady of the Isle of Skye For lien down with a highland laddie When first I came to Glasgow town The highland hills were all behind me And the bonniest lass that ever I spied She lives in Skye now we called her Peggy
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