Daye 56 / Corn Rigs (The Rigs O' Barley)

it was upon a lammas night
when corn rigs are bonnie
beneath the moon's unclouded light
i held away to annie
the time flew by with careless heed
till 'tween the late and early
with small persuasion she agreed
to see me through the barley
corn rigs and barley rigs
and corn rigs are bonnie
i'll ne'er forget that happy night
among the rigs with annie
the sky was blue
the wind was still
the moon was shining clearly
i set her down with right good will,
among the rigs o' barley
i kenned her heart was all my own
i loved her most sincerely
i kissed her over and over again
among the rigs o' barley
corn rigs and barley rigs
and corn rigs are bonnie
i'll ne'er forget that happy night
among the rigs with annie
i locked her in my fond embrace
her heart was beating rarely
my blessings on that happy place
among the rigs o' barley
but by the moon and stars so bright
that shone that hour so clearly
she aye shall bless that happy night
among the rigs o' barley.
corn rigs and barley rigs
and corn rigs are bonnie
i'll ne'er forget that happy night
among the rigs with annie
i have been blythe with comrades dear
i have been merry drinking
i have been joyful gathering gear
i have been happy thinking
but all the pleasures ever I saw
though three times doubled fairly
that happy night was worth them all
among the rigs o' barley
corn rigs and barley rigs
and corn rigs are bonnie
i'll ne'er forget that happy night
among the rigs with annie
~ Robert Burns