The Gaberlunzieman Lyrics - Andy M. Stewart

THE GABERLUNZIEMAN 

Oh the pawky auld carle cam o'er the lea 

Wi' mony guild-e'ens and guid-days tae me 

Sayin', "Guid wife for your charity 

Would you lodge a leal poor man?" 

Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae 

Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat 

It's doon ayant the ingle he sat 

My dochters shouthers he began tae clap 

And cadgily ranted and sang 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

Between the twa was made a plot 

They'd rise a wee afore the cock 

And wilily they shot the lock 

And fast to the bent they are gane 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

The aul wife gaed whaur the beggar lay 

The strae was cauld, he was away 

She clappit her hands cryin 

"Waladay! 

For some of our gear will be gane" 

Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae 

The servant gaed whaur the dochtor lay 

Th sheets were cauld, she was away 

And fast to the guid wife she gan say 

"Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman" 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

"O fy gar ride and fy gar rin 

And haste ye find these traitors again! 

For she's be burnt and he's be slain 

The wearyful beggarman" 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

Meanwhile farhind oot o'er the lea 

Fu-snug in a glen where nane could see 

The twa wi' kindly sport and glee 

Would lo'e the hale day lang 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

Oh the lady cam riding o'er the lea, 

efter mony years her guidwife tae see 

She had wedded a lord, nae begger he, 

That had gaed as the beggarman 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae 

Well the lady came riding o'er the strand 

Wi' fower and twenty at her command 

She was the brawest in the land 

And she went wi' the beggarman 

Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae