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Old Blind Dogs - Jean O' Bethelnie [Intro] G [Verse 1]
There were four-and-twenty nobles fasted at the king's Dha' And Cbonnie GlenGlogie was the Dflo'er o' them Ga' There were nine and nine nobles rade thro' Banchory Dfair Aye, Cbonnie GlenGlogie was the Dflo'er o' them Gthere
[Verse 2]
There were six-and-six maidens fasted at the king's Dha' Bonnie CJean o' BethGelnie was the Dflo'er o' them Ga' Doon cam' Jeannie Gordon, she cam' trippin' doon the Dstair She's Cchosen GlenGlogie o' Da' that was Gthere
[Verse 3]
"Glenlogie, Glenlogie, gin ye'll prove sae Dkind My Clove is laid uGpon you, I've Dtell'd ye my Gmind" He's turnin' 'roon lightly as the Gordons does Da' "I'm Csorry, Jeannie GorGdon, but I'm Dpromised aGwa'"
[Instrumental] G D C G D G G D C G D G [Verse 4]
So he's ca'ed tae her maidens for tae make her a bed D Aye, wi' Cribbons an' wi' Gnapkins tae Dtie up her Gheid An' it's up an' spak' her faither, well a wae man wis Dhe "I'll Cwad ye tae DunGfermline, he's Dmair gowd than Ghe"
[Verse 5]
"Ye haud your tongue, faither, for this winna Dbe Gin I Cget me GlenGlogie, for Dhim will I Gdee" Her faither's ain chaplain, he's a man o' great Dskill He's Cwrite a braid Gletter, oh, inDdicted him Gweel
[Verse 6]
Saying, "A pox on ye, Logie, noo sin' it is Dso There's a Clady's love laid Gon ye, must she Ddie in her Gwoe? And a pox on ye, Logie, noo sin' it is Dtime There's a Clady's love laid Gon ye, must she Ddie in her Gprime?"
[Instrumental] G D C G D G G D C G D G [Verse 7]
When Glenlogie's got the letter, him bein' amangst Dmen Ach, it's Cup an' spak' GlenGlogie, "What does Dyon woman Gmean?" Then he looked at the letter, a light lauch gied Dhe Aye, but Ce'er he read Gower it, ach, a Dtear blint his Ge'e
[Verse 8]
"Ga' saddle me the black horse, saddle me the Dbroon Bonnie CJean o' BethGelnie will be Ddeid e'er I Gwin" But the horses was nae saddled, nor led on the Dgreen Aye, an' Cbonnie GlenGlogie was Dtwelve miles his Glane
[Instrumental] G D C G D G G D C G D G [Verse 9]
It was pale and wan was she when Glenlogie cam' Din But was Cred and rosy Ggrew she when she Dkent it was Ghim "Whaur lies your pain, lady? Does it lie in your Dside? Whaur Clies your pain, Glady? Does it Dlie in your Gheid?"
[Verse 10]
"Oh no, no, Glenlogie, you're far frae the Dpairt For the Cpain that ye Gspeak of, oh it Dlies in my Gheart" "Turn 'roon, Jeannie Gordon, turn 'roon on your Dside It's CI'll be the Gbridegroom, Dye'll be the Gbride"
[Instrumental] G D C G D G G D C G D G G D C G D G G D C G D G [Verse 11]
Oh, noo Jeannie's gotten mairried and her tocher doon Dtold Bonnie CJean o' BethGelnie was scarce Dsixteen years Gauld Bethelnie, oh Bethelnie, ye shine whaur ye Dstand And the Cheather bells aGroon ye shine Dower Fyvie's Gland