Back Of The Moon - The Brewer Lad
CAPO: 4th Fret
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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In Perth there lived a bonnie lad
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A brewer tae his trade O
An' he is courted Peggie Roy
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A young and handsome maid O
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh
[Verse 2]
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Well, he's courted her for seven lang years
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A' for tae gain her favour
But there cam a lad oot a' Edinburgh toon
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Wha swore that he would have her
[Verse 3]
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It's will ye gang alang wi' me
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An' will ye be ma honey?
It's will ye gang alang wi' me
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An' leave your brewer laddie?
[Verse 4]
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Oh, I will gang alang wi' you
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Alang wi' you I'll ride O
I'll gang wi' you to the ends o' the earth
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Though I'm spoke to the brewer lad O
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh
[Verse 5]
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Oh, the brewer, he cam hame at een
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A-speirin' for his honey
Her faither, he made this reply
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"She's no' been here since Monday"
[Verse 6]
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Oh, wasna that an uncoo' ploy
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Wouldna onyone be offended
Tae court wi' a lad for seven lang years
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And leave him at the end o't
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh
[Verse 7]
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Oh, be it so, and let her go
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For it shall never grieve me
I'm a lad that's free, as you can see
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And a sma' thing will relieve me
[Verse 8]
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There's as guid fish intae the sea
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As ever yet was taken
I'll cast ma net an' try again
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Although I am forsaken
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh
[Verse 9]
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She's rambled up, she's rambled doon
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She's rambled through Kirkaldy
Mony's the time she rued the day
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She jilt' her brewer laddie
[Verse 10]
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He's taen his course an' awa' he's gaen
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The country he has fled O
He's left nae sark upon her back
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Nor blanket on her bed O
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh
[Verse 11]
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The brewer, he set up in Perth
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And there he brews strang ale O
He's courted wi' anither lass
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And taen her tae himsel' O
[Verse 12]
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Ye lovers a', where'er ye be
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Just let this be a warnin'
An' never slight your ane true love
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For fear you get a waur ane
[Chorus]
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die dum doo
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Wi' a fall dall diddle um a die doh