YOUNG PEGGY  Whaur hae ye been, Peggy  Whaur hae ye been?  In the garden 'mong the gillyflooers  'Tween the hours o' twelve and ane  Ye were nae yoursel', Peggy  No' there your lane  Your faither saw ye in Jamie's arms  'Tween the hours o' twelve and ane  Whit though we were seen, mither  Though we were seen?  I would sleep in Jamie's airms  Though his grave was growing green  Your Jamie's a rogue, Peggy  Your Jamie's a loon  For the trysting o' oor ae dochter  And her sae very young  Jamie's noo tae blame, mither  The blame lies on me  For I wad sleep in Jamie's airms  Though a' the world should dee  She's gane tae her ain chaulmer  Jamie was there  I'm blithe tae see ye, Jamie dear  Though we maun meet nae mair  We'll tak' a pairtin' glass, laddie  Pour oot the wine  And since we maun meet nae mair, my love  We'll drink your health and mine  Tak' me in your airms, laddie  Here's kisses five  And since we maun meet nae mair, my love  We'll drink weel may we thrive  Come tae my airms, lassie  Close tae me hairt  And as lang's the sun hangs i' the lift  I swear we'll niver part  Your faither keeps a crawin' cock  Divides nicht frae day  And in the middle watch o' the nicht  In greenwood ye'll meet me  When mass was sung and bell were rung  And a' bound for bed  She's kilted up her gay clothing  Met Jamie in the wood  'Twas early in the morning  The clock chappit twa  Her faither rose up in his bed  Cryin' Peggy, she's awa  They've mounted their horses  And fast they did rin  But lang e'er they wan tae the tap o' the hill  The lad and lass were ane  Child #298  recorded by Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger  filename[ YNGPEGGY  SF  ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===