Coortin in the Plantin'

'Twas from the hirin' fair in Larne
As homeward I was jauntin'
I came across a bonny lass,
Afore I reached the plantin'.

Chorus

Wi' a riddle-me, riddle-me, riddle-me-ree,
Riddle-me, riddle-me-re-me-ree,

Says I, "Hallo my bonnie wee lass"
Says she, "What is't you're wantin'? "
"Ach jist tae houl' yer han', says I, "
"And convoy you through the plantin'."

Chorus

Says I, "You've got an angel's face,"
"Ach gwon," says she, "You're rantin',"
'Twas plain to see that soon we'd be
A-coortin' in the plantin'.

Chorus

So hand in hand we dallied on
A love-song gaily chantin',
'Twas pure delight to us that night,
A-coortin' in the plantin'.

Chorus

We sat upon a mossy bank,
The moonbeams on us slantin',
I whispered three wee words to her,
Then kissed her in the plantin'.

Chorus

Since then we've travelled far and wide,
Seen wealth and beauty flauntin',
But I'll ne'er forget that night we met.
And coorted in the plantin'.

John Clifford (1940)

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This is a song sung to the same tune as "The Ballynure Ballad"