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