Cara Dillon - The La** Of Glenshee lyrics

One bright summer morning as day was a dawning Bright Phoebus had risen shone over the lea I spied a fair maiden all down by the river While herding her flocks on the hills of Glenshee I stood in amazement, said I, "Pretty fair maid If you will come down to James Town with me There's ne'er been a lady set foot in my castle There's ne'er been a lady dressed grander than thee" "A coach and six horses to go at your bidding And all men that speak shall say "ma'am unto thee" Fine servants to serve you and go at your bidding I'll make you my bride, my sweet la** of Glenshee" "Oh what do I care for your castles and coaches? And what do I care for your gay grandeury? I'd rather be home at my cot, at my spinning Or herding my flocks on the hills of Glenshee" "Away with such nonsense and get up beside me When summer has come my sweet bride you will be And then in my arms I will gently caress thee" 'Twas then she consented, I took her with me Many years have rolled on since we were united There's many's a change, but there's no change on me And my love, she's as fair as that morn on the mountain I plucked me a wild rose