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Andrew Lammie (Child 223)

from Blood & Roses Volume 5 by Ewan MacColl & Peggy Seeger

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The sixteen versions of this ballad given by Bronson all Include the heroin's name in the title. They are either called "Tiftie's Annie" or "Mill O' Tiftie's Annie" or "Tiftie's Bonnie Annie" but never "Andrew Lammie". This may not be of any great import except insofar as it typifies the 19th-century scholarly practice of assigning secondary roles to women.

The 'Annie' of the ballad is said to have been Agnes Smith who is buried in the churchyard at Fyvie. The inscription tells us that she died in January 1673.

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At the Mill o' Tifty lived a man
In the neighbourhood o' Fyvie,
And he had a lovely dochter dear
Wha's name was Bonnie Annie

Lord Fyvie had a trumpeter
Wha's name was Andrew Lammie;
And he had the airt for to gain the hairt
O' Tifty's Bonnie Annie.

Lord Fyvie he rode by the door
Whaur lived Bonnie Annie;
And his trumpeter rod him before,
E'en that same Andrew Lammie.

Her mither cried her to the door,
Says, Come to me, my Annie!
Did ever ye see a prettier man
Than the trumpeter o' Fyvie?

Naethin' she said, but sighed sair
'Twas alas for Bonnie Annie,
For she dursna own her hairt was won
By the trumpeter o' Fyvie.

At nicht when a' gang to their beds,
A' sleep fu' soond but Annie;
Love so oppressed her tender breast,
Thinkin' on her Andrew Lammie.

O, love comes in at my bedside,
And love will lie beyond me.
Love so oppressed my tender breast
And love will waste my body.

The first time me and my love met,
It was in the woods of Fyvie;
And he ca'd me 'Mistress', but I said,
Na, I'm just Tiftie's Bonnie Annie.

O, Fyvie's woods rin far and wide;
And Fyvie's woods are bonnie;
It's aft I've gane there to meet my love
My bonnie Andrew Lammie.

Her faither he's got word o' it,
That the trumpeter o' Fyvie
Had had the airt for the gain the hairt
O' his dochter, Bonnie Annie.

Wae be to Mill o' Tiftie's pride
For it has ruined mony,
He'll no hae it said that she should wed
The trumpeter o' Fyvie.

Her faither he's a letter wrote
And sent it to Lord Fyvie,
For to say his dochter was bewitched
By the trumpeter o' Fyvie.

Noo, I maun gang to Embro toon;
And for a while maun leave thee;
She sighed fu' sair, but said nae mair,
But, I wish that I was wig' ye.

Then he has gene to the high tap hoose
To the high tap house o' Fyvie,
And he's blawn his trumpet sae loud and shrill,
It was heard at Mill o' Tifty,

Her faither he aye locks the door,
Stores up the key fu' canny;
And when he heard the trumpet's blast,
Says, Your coo is lowin', Annie.

O faither dear, I pray forbear,
And reproach nae mair your Annie;
For I wouldnae gie that ae coo's low
For a' the lands o' Fyvie.

At that same time the Lord cam' by,
Says, Whit ails thee, Annie?
O, it's a' for love that I maun dee
For the love o' Andrew Lammie.

O, Mill O' Tifty, gie consent
And let your dochter marry;
No, it maun be ane o'higher degree
Than the trumpeter o' Fyvie.

Gin she were o' as high a kin
As she is wondrous bonnie,
It's I would tak' her to mysel'
And mak' her my ain lady.

O, Fyvie's lands rin lang and wide,
And Fyvie's woods are bonnie;
But I wouldnae gie my ain true love
For a' the lands o' Fyvie.

Her faither struck her wondrous sair,
And also did her mither,
Her sisters likewise took their score;
But wae be tae her brither.

Her brither struck her wondrous sair,
Wi' cruel blows and mony,
And he brak' her back ower the temple stane
For likin' Andrew Lammie,

O father and mither, why sae cruel?
Why sae cruel to your Annie?
My hairt was broken first by love,
My brither broke my body.

O mither, mither, mak' my bed,
And turn my face to Fyvie,
For it's here I'll lie and it's here I'll die,
For my dear Andrew Lammie.

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from Blood & Roses Volume 5, released September 14, 1986
Ewan MacColl - vocals

Produced by Calum MacColl
Engineered by Nigel Cazaly

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