Every Rose Blooms- Mrs. Gray (Moray) c.1880 Carpenter
[My title. From the James Madison Carpenter Collection, JMC/1/2/2/E, p. 04818. Has second set of tasks only. Glenlivet is the glen in the Scottish Highlands through which the River Livet flows.
R. Matteson 2018]
Every Rose Blooms- sung by Mrs. Watson Gray, Corner house East st. Fochabers, Morayshire Scotland heard over 50 years ago from old man William Stuart of Glenlivet.
Ye maun has an acre o' land
Every rose blooms bonnie in thyme,
Atween the sae and the saut sea strand
Afore ye be a true lover o' mine.
Ye maun ploo it wi' yon ram's horn.
And saw [sow] it with ae grain o' corn.
Ye maun shear it wi' a peacock feather,
An' bind it up wi' a sting o' an ether [tongue of an adder]
Ye maun carry it hame on yon snail's back,
An' cover wi' a rainbow for a thack.