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1. | 1.<br> | ||
Duncan Gray cam here to woo | Duncan Gray cam here to woo <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
On blythe Yule nicht when we were fu' | On blythe Yule nicht when we were fu' <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
Maggie coost her head fu' high, | Maggie coost her head fu' high, <br> | ||
Look'd asklent and unco skeigh, | Look'd asklent and unco skeigh, <br> | ||
Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh - | Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh - <br> | ||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! | Ha, ha, the wooing o't! <br> | ||
2. | <p> | ||
Duncan fleech'd, and Duncan pray'd | 2.<br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | Duncan fleech'd, and Duncan pray'd <br> | ||
Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig <br> | ||
Duncan sigh'd baith out and in, | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
Grat his een baith bleer't an' blin', | Duncan sigh'd baith out and in, <br> | ||
Spak o' lowpin o'er a linn - | Grat his een baith bleer't an' blin', <br> | ||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! | Spak o' lowpin o'er a linn - <br> | ||
3. | Ha, ha, the wooing o't! <br> | ||
Time and Chance are but a tide | <p> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | 3.<br> | ||
Slighted love is sair to bide | Time and Chance are but a tide <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
' Shall I like a fool,' quoth he, | Slighted love is sair to bide <br> | ||
' For a haughty hizzie die? | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
She may gae to - France for me! - | ' Shall I like a fool,' quoth he, <br> | ||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! | ' For a haughty hizzie die? <br> | ||
4. | She may gae to - France for me! - <br> | ||
How it comes, let doctors tell | Ha, ha, the wooing o't! <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | 4.<br> | ||
Meg grew sick, as he grew hale | How it comes, let doctors tell <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
Something in her bosom wrings, | Meg grew sick, as he grew hale <br> | ||
For relief a sigh she brings, | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
And O! her een they spak sic things! - | Something in her bosom wrings, <br> | ||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! | For relief a sigh she brings, <br> | ||
5. | And O! her een they spak sic things! - <br> | ||
Duncan was a lad o' grace | Ha, ha, the wooing o't! <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | 5.<br> | ||
Maggie was a piteous case | Duncan was a lad o' grace <br> | ||
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
Duncan could na be her death, | Maggie was a piteous case <br> | ||
Swelling pity smoor'd his wrath; | (Ha, ha, the wooing o't!) <br> | ||
Now they're crouse and canty baith - | Duncan could na be her death, <br> | ||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! | Swelling pity smoor'd his wrath; <br> | ||
Now they're crouse and canty baith - <br> | |||
Ha, ha, the wooing o't! <br> | |||
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CPDL #19699: 
- Editor: Chris Hutchings (submitted 2009-06-28). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 115 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Duncan Gray
Composer: Chris Hutchings
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: Lowland Scots
Instruments:
Published: 2008
Description: Difficult due to frequent key changes, but rewarding for a choir with good ears for harmony.
External websites: http://www.hutchingsmusic.co.uk
Original text and translations
1.
Duncan Gray cam here to woo
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
On blythe Yule nicht when we were fu'
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Maggie coost her head fu' high,
Look'd asklent and unco skeigh,
Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh -
Ha, ha, the wooing o't!
2.
Duncan fleech'd, and Duncan pray'd
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Duncan sigh'd baith out and in,
Grat his een baith bleer't an' blin',
Spak o' lowpin o'er a linn -
Ha, ha, the wooing o't!
3.
Time and Chance are but a tide
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Slighted love is sair to bide
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
' Shall I like a fool,' quoth he,
' For a haughty hizzie die?
She may gae to - France for me! -
Ha, ha, the wooing o't!
4.
How it comes, let doctors tell
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Meg grew sick, as he grew hale
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Something in her bosom wrings,
For relief a sigh she brings,
And O! her een they spak sic things! -
Ha, ha, the wooing o't!
5.
Duncan was a lad o' grace
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Maggie was a piteous case
(Ha, ha, the wooing o't!)
Duncan could na be her death,
Swelling pity smoor'd his wrath;
Now they're crouse and canty baith -
Ha, ha, the wooing o't!