Laura Cortese - Twa Rigs O'Rye lyrics

Twas in the month of sweet July Before the sun had pierced the sky Twas in between twa rigs o'rye I heard twa lovers talkin' The lad he said love I must away I have no longer time to stay But, I've a word or two to say If yee?ve got time to tarry Your father of you he takes great care Your mother she combs down your yellow hair Your sisters say that you?ll get nae share If you gang with me, a stranger Let my father fret and my mother mourn My sister's words I do disown Though they were all deid lyin' below the ground I?d gang with you a stranger Oh la**ie, La**ie your fortune's small And soon enough it will be none at all You're no a match for me at all I?ll give my love to some other Well this la**ie's courage it began to fail Her rosy cheeks they grow wan and pale And the tears come tricklin' doon like hail Or sudden showers in the summer Well he's taken his handkerchief linen fine He?s dried her eyes and kissed her then Sayin' la**ie oh la**ie You will be mine I said these words but to try thee Well he bein'a lad of courage bold A Gallus chiel scarce nineteen years old He's made the hills and the valleys roar And this bonnie la** she's gone with him Well this couple they are married now They have babies one and two They live in Brechin the winter through Aye and in Montrose in the summer