| Music File Lesley Nelson |
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| According to Vocal Melodies of Scotland an unnamed lady presented this song to Sir Walter Scott. Scott gave it to Finlay Dun who created this arrangement.
Finlay Dun was a music teacher in Edinburgh. I've found two citations for his work, one in 1838 and one between 1841-53. splent=armour for the legs |
Oh! a' ye gallant Borders! Ilk water, moss and fell, To a' your weel kent nooks and crooks, Forever, Oh! Farewell! For we'll go no more a roving, A roving in the night, We'll go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O we'll go no more a roving! Oh when the Har'est moon shone What blithe times did we see! On wanton naigs, wi splent on spauld, We rade sae merrilie! But we'll go no more a roving, A roving in the night, We'll go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O we'll go no more a roving! Our King's gane o'er the Border In London for to dwell; And friends we maun wi' England be, Sin' he reigns there himsel: And go no more a roving, A roving in the night, We'll go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O we'll go no more a roving! O how shall I, tether'd, On Yarrow banks abide! That far as Trent and Humber Hae scour'd the Southrons wide. Oh! to go no more a roving, A roving in the night, We'll go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O we'll go no more a roving! And how shall I follow A droning plough's tail, And how now break my bonnie Brown To harl't like a snail! And go no more a roving, A roving in the night, We'll go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O we'll go no more a roving! But when the blithsome Borders Hae lost their riders gay, The Scots will miss their hardy men, And cry, Alack the day! That they go no more a roving, A roving in the night, They go no more a roving, Though the moon shine e'er so bright. O they'll go no more a roving! |
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Vocal Melodies of Scotland See Bibliography for full information. |
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