Lyrics:

It fell on a day, a bonnie bonnie day
When the corn grew green and yellow
That there fell out a great dispute
Between Argyle and Airlie

The lady was looking oncer the castle wall
And oh but she looks weary
And there she spies the great Argyle
Come to plunder the bonnie house of Airlie

Come down the stairs, lady, he said
Come down and kiss me fairly
I'll not come down, nor kiss you she said
Though you won't leave a standing stone at Airlie

He's taken her by her left shoulder
And oh, but she looks weary
He led her up to the top of town
Made er watch the plundering of Airlie
Fire on fire of many men all
And see that you fire clearly
I vow and I swear by this broad sword I wear
I won't leave a standing stone at Airlie

If the great Sir John had been at home
As he is this night wi' Prince Charlie
Neither Argyle nor any scottish lord
Dare have plundered the bonnie house of Airlie

Seven seven sons I've born unto him
And the either ne'er saw his daddy
If I were to bear a hundred more
They'd all draw sword for Prince Charlie

Oh if I were to bear a hundred more
They'd all draw sword for Prince Charlie