As I Went By the Luckenbooths
As I went by the Luckenbooths
I saw a lady fair.
She had long pendles in her ears,
And jewels in her hair.
And when she cam' to our door
She speired at wha was ben,
"Oh, hae ye seen my lost love
Wi' his braw Hieland men?"
The smile about her bonnie cheek
Was sweeter than the bee;
Her voice was like the birdie's sang
Upon the birken tree.
But when the meenister cam' out
Her mare began to prance,
Then rade into the sunset
Beyond the coast of France.
Moffat 50 TSNR (1933), 5 (whence Buchan 101 SS ,
147), with music (titled "The Fair Lady"). M. says this
is a spectral or "ghostie" ballad, a great favourite of
children in the 17th and 18th centuries [which I greatly