Mary of Castlecary

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X: 55 T: MARY OF CASTLE CARY O: 1806 B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.233-235 F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539 Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu> N: The "lint-white" in verse 3 was "lint-whire", almost certainly a typo. N: The high b in bar 6 is probably a as in the 1811 version, but it's ambiguous here. M: C L: 1/8 K: Bm %- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [|\ B4 B3 c | {d}f4 f4 | (f e3) d3 d | w: Saw ye my wee thing? saw* ye mine c4 c4 | B4 B3 c | {d2}f4 f4{b2} | (f e3) d2 (cd) | w: ain thing? Saw ye my true love down* by yon* B8 | f4 f3 f | {f2}e4 e3 e | d4 c2 B2 | w: lee? Cross'd she the mea-dow, yes-treen, at the {B2}A4 {A2}Ha4 | B4 B3 c | d2 f4 (3(fga) | w: gloam-ing? Sought she the bur-nie, where** {f}e3 d Tc4 | B8 |] w: flow'rs the haw-tree? %page 234 %- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - W:2."Her hair it is lint-white, her skin it is milk-white; W: "Dark is the blue o' her saft-rolling ee. W: "Red, red her lip is, and sweeter than roses: W: "Whare could my wee thing wander frae me?" W: W:3.'I saw na your wee thing, I saw na your ain thing, W: 'Nor saw I your true-love down by yon lee: W: 'But I met my bonny thing late in the gloamin, W: 'Down by the burnie, whare flow'rs the haw-tree. W: W:4.'Her hair it was lint-white, her skin it was milk-white; W: 'Dark was the blue o' her saft-rolling ee; W: 'Red were her ripe lips, and sweeter than roses; W: 'Sweet were the kisses that she gae to me.' W: W:5."It was na my wee thing, it was na mine ain thing, W: "It was na my true-love ye met by the tree. W: "Proud is her leal heart, and modest her nature, W: "She never loed leman till ance she loed me. W: W:6."Her name it is Mary, she's frae Castle Cary; W: "Aft has she sat, when a bairn, on my knee. W: "Fair as your face is, were't fifty times fairer, W: "Young braggart, she ne'er wad gie kisses to thee." W: W:7.'It was then your Mary, she's frae Castle Cary; W: 'It was then your true-love I met by the tree. %page 235 W: 'Proud as her heart is, and modest her nature, W: 'Sweet were the kisses that she gae to me.' W: W:8.Sair gloom'd his dark brow, blood-red his cheek grew, W: Wild flash'd the fire frae his red-rolling ee: W: "Ye'se rue sair this morning, your boasting and scorning; W: "Defend, ye fause traitor, for loudly ye lie!" W: W:9.'Awa wi' beguiling,' then cried the youth, smiling: W: Aff gade the bonnet, the lint-white locks flee; W: The belted plaid fa'ing, her white bosom shawing, W: Fair stood the lov'd maid wi' the dark-rolling ee. W: W:10."Is it my wee thing? is it mine ain thing? W: "Is it my true-love here that I see?" W: 'O Jamie, forgie me! your heart's constant to me: W: 'I'll never mair wander, my true-love, frae thee.' % - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

X:1 T:Mary of Castlecary M: L:1/8 R:Reel B:Kerr - Merry Melodies, vol. 1 (c. 1875, No. 4, p. 18) Z:AK/Fiddler's Companion K:Ador A>G|E>A A/A/A A2 Bc|B2 AG (Bd)dg|e>e e/e/e d2 eg|e2 dB A2:|| A>B|G>g g/g/g g2 ab|B2 AG (Bd)dg|e>a a/a/a a2 ga|b2 ag e2 eg| d>g g/g/g g2 ab|B2 AG (Bd)dg|e>e e/e/e d2 eg|e2 dB A2||