The Tannahill Weavers
The Tannahill Weavers - Craigieburn Wood lyrics
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Sweet closes the evening on Craigieburn Wood And blythely awaukens the morrow But the pride o' the spring in the Craigieburn Wood Can yield me nothing but sorrow Chorus (after each verse): Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie And oh to be lying beyond thee And sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep That's laed in the bed beyond thee I see the spreading leaves and flowers I hear the wild birds singing But pleasure they hae nane for me While care my heart is wringing I can na tell, I maun na tell I daur na for good anger But secret love will break my heart If I conceal it langer I see thee graceful, straight and tall I see thee sweet and bonnie But oh what will my torment be If thou refuse thy Johnnie? To see thee in another's arms In love to lie and languish 'Twad be my dead that will be seen My heart wad burst wi' anguish But Jeannie, say thou wilt be mine Say thou lo'es nane before me And a' my days o' life to come I'll gratefully adore thee