The Moon Shined On My Bed Last Night

The Moon Shine On My Bed Last Night
Previously unreleased.

For the moon shined on my bed last night,
No rest I could not find.
For thinking of the bonnie boy,
The boy I left behind.

If ye were here that I love dear,
I'd go to my bed and sleep,
But instead of sleep, all night I weep,
And there's many a tear I shed.

Young men so full of jealousy,
Young girls so frank and free.
But if it was my will, I would be still,
In my love's company,

If he were here that I love dear,
I'd go to me bed and sleep,
But instead of sleep, all night I weep,
And there's many a tear I shed.

For an old man came a-courting me,
And he asked me to be his bride,
My parents they advised me to
Give up my own true love.

He had a little money,
It was all they did endure,
But I'm bound to live in poverty,
And wed the lad I adore.

For it's some do speak of my true love,
Yet many more speaks of me,
But I let them all say what they will,
But I'll keep his company.

I'll let them all say what they will,
And I'll do the best I can,
For I'm bound to leave this counteree,
And follow my nice young man.

As Jeannie notes below in her comments on "Andrew Lammie" (tracks 15 - 17), few sins are greater than to come between true lovers. The girl in this ballad thought so, too, and would not be swayed by wealth or gossip.