Within a mile of Edinboro’ Town.
Copied by permission of Firth, Pond & Co., 547 Broadway, N. Y., publishers of the music.
’Twas within a mile of Edinboro’ town,
In the rosy time of the year,
Sweet flowers bloom’d and the grass was down,
And each shepherd woo’d his dear;
Bonny Jocky blithe and gay,
Kiss’d sweet Jenny makin’ hay,
The lassie blush’d and frowning cried,
No no, it will not do, I can not, can not, wonnot, wonnot, monnot buckle too.
Jocky was a wag that never would wed,
Though long he had follow’d the lass,
Contented she earn’d and eat her brown bread,
And merrily turn’d up the grass.
Bonny Jocky blithe and free,
Won her heart right merrily;
Yet still she blush’d and frowning cried,
No no, it will not do, I can not, &c.
But when he vow’d he would make her his bride.
Though his flocks and herds were not few
She gave him her hand and a kiss beside,
And vow’d she’d forever be true.
Bonny Jocky blithe and free;
Won her heart right merrily;
At church she no more frowning cried.
No, no, it will not do, I can not, &c.