As we rode oot by Fyvie-o,
as we rode oot by Fyvie-o
Well I fell in love wi a lady like a dove
And her name it wis caad pretty Peggy-o

There’s mony a lass in Auchterlass,
there’s mony a lass in the Garioch-o
There’s mony I’ve seen in the streets o’ Aiberdeen
Bit the flooer o’ them aa’s pretty Peggy-o

Woah, pretty peggy, woah bonny lass of Fyvie X2

Well if you wid mairry me pretty Peggy-o
If you wid mairry me pretty peggy-o
Well if you wid mairry me, then a’ll set yer city free,
And a’ll spare aa the people o Fyvie-o

A’ll gie ye ribbons an a’ll gie ye rings
A’ll gie ye a necklace o’ amber-o
I’ll stitch ye a dress, silk and flooers on it’s chest
If you a foreign sodger for tae mairry-o

Woah, pretty peggy, woah bonny lass of Fyvie

Well I wida mairried you sweet William-o
Well I wida mairried you sweet William-o
Well I wida mairried you, afore my brithers hairt you slew
Noo I’ll tak nae foreign sodger for tae marry-o

Come steppin doon the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come steppin doon the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
Come steppin doon the stairs, and bind up yer yellow hair
Tak a last fareweel o yer Daddy-o

Woah, pretty peggy, woah bonny lass of Fyvie

It wis early last mornin fin we mairched awa,
The captain said he wis sorry-o
Well the drums they did beat like the grun aneath oor feet
And the band played The Bonnie Lass o’ Fyvie-o

If niver I return pretty Peggy-o
If niver I return pretty Peggy-o
When I see the morning dew,
Oh I will think of you
My bonnie lass o’ Fyvie-o

Woah, pretty peggy, woah bonny lass of Fyvie

Well lang ere we cam tae Aulmeldrum toon
Oor captain we had to carry-o
Bit when we returned tae the streets o’ Aiberdeen
Oor captain we had to bury-o

Green grow the birk upon Ythanside
And low lie the lowlands o Fyvie-o
Oor captain’s name was Ned and he died for a maid
He died for the bonnie lass o Fyvie-o