(or, “Ma Scotch Bluebell”)
A popular song from 1906
Words and music by Harry Lauder and Gerald Grafton
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan’ lassie
If ye saw her you would fancy her as well
I met her in September, popped the question in November
So I’ll soon be havin’ her a’ to ma-sel’
Her faither has consented, so I’m feelin’ quite contented
‘Cause I’ve been and sealed the bargain wi’ a kiss
I sit and weary, weary, when I think aboot ma deary
An’ you’ll always hear me singing this
Chorus
I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie
She’s as pure as a lily in the dell
She’s sweet as the heather
The bonnie, bloomin’ heather
Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell
- I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan’ lassie
She can warble like like a blackbird in the dell
She’s an angel ev’ry Sunday, but a jolly lass on Monday
She’s as modest as her namesake, the bluebell
She’s nice, she’s neat, she’s tidy
And I meet her ev’ry Friday
That’s a special nicht, you bet I never miss
I’m enchanted, I’m enraptured
Since ma heart the darlin’ captur’d
She’s intoxicated me with bliss - I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan’ lassie
I could sit an’ let her tease me for a week
For the way she keeps behavin’
Well, I never pay for shavin’
‘Cause she rubs my whiskers clean off with her cheek
And underneath ma bonnet
Where the hair was, there’s none on it
For the way she pats ma head has made me bald
Round her waist I put my arm
Just to keep her nice and warm
On the frosty nichts so very cauld
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: