The Corries - Kate Dalrymple https://youtube/watch?v=lKmPxLkSqv8 lyrics: electricscotland/poetry/henderson/singalong/page113.htm Original Lyrics: William Watt (1792-?) Melody: Traditional Here, below, The Corries have made their own adaptation of Watts lyrics. In a wee cot hoose far across the moor, Where pea-weeps, plovers, and waups cry dreary, Livd an auld maid for mony a lang year, Never a lover cam tae caa her dearie. Lonely lassie was Kate Dalrymple, Thrifty quine was Kate Dalrymple; Nae music, ataw but the clair burnies wimple Could be heard doon at dwallin place o Kate Dalrymple. Face had the smack o the gruesome and the grim, From the attentions of her lovers tae defend her; Long Roman nose reaching doon tae her chin, That pits ye in mind o the witch o Endor; Wiggle in her walk had Kate Dalrymple, Snivvle in her talk had Kate Dalrymple; Many a cornelian and cairngorm pimple, Was ahangit tae the craggy face o Kate Dalrymple. Such are the ups an the doons in life, Theres aye some fate fallin tapsalteerie; Kate fell heir tae a rich estate, Never lots o lovers wid she gang weary; Lawyer cam a-wooin o Kate Dalrymple, Provost and a priest for Kate Dalrymple, Evry looers face had long smiling dimple; Now they dinna caa her Kate, they caa her Miss Dalrymple. Happen then she thought when she lived by hersel, She could marry Willie Speedyspool, the sarkin weaver; Unto Willie she the secret did tell, For love more interested did receive her; Flung by his beddle for Kate Dalrymple, Burned his treddle for Kate Dalrymple; Tho his right eye was skaillie and his left leg was limp, Well hes won the heart and got the hand o Kate Dalrymple.
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 06:33:32 +0000
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