Broom of the Cowdenknowes
The Broom of the Cowdenknowes
Traditional
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Notes from Andy: Easily traceable back to the early seventeenth century
where it appears in a small collection as
"The Lovely Northerne Lass." Allan Ramsay also published a version in his
"Tea Table Miscellany", during the 1720s. It is a moving tale of love,
banishment and
exile, supported by a very beautiful melody. Cowdenknowes is in
Berwickshire, near to the village of Earlston, a place much associated with
the 13th century poet and prophet,
"Thomas The Rhymer".
I got this song years ago, from my friend and neighbour, Archie Fisher.
Sheet
music
How blythe was I each morn tae see
My lass come o'er yon hill
She tripped a burn and ran tae me
I met her with good will.
O the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom
The broom o the Cowdenknowes
Fain wad I be in my ain country
Herding my faither's yowes
[extra verse found in some other versions]
We neither herded ewes nor lamb
While the flock near us lay
She gathered in the sheep at night
And cheered me all the day
Hard fate that I should banished be
Gang wearily and mourn
Because I loved the fairest lass
That ever yet was born
Fareweel, ye cowdenknowes, fareweel
Fareweel all pleasures there
Tae wander by her side again
Is all I crave or care