The Riccarton Tollmans Daughter
by The Battlefield Band
Capo 3
[Intro]:
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-Verse-
As I was a walkinâ through old Killie town,
It was at the back end oâ November.
My gaze was drawn tae a gathering oâ folk,
All assembled by the Kilmarnock water.
-Chorus-
In the dreich winterâs morn,
A game was well begun,
The curling stain slid back and forwards.
And the breaths like clouds,
Floated upwards to the skies,
With the whoops and cries oâ the teams oâ Curlers.
My attention was drawn tae a young, bonny lass,
As she stood and watched as a close observer.
My eyes were consumed as she followed all the play,
And she cheered on her father, and her brother.
I gaid and I spoke,
And I tellt her my name,
And she said she was cried Jean Alexander.
She lived wiâ her folk,
At the Riccarton toll,
And she was the tollmanâs only Daughter.
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At the end oâ the game, her Father came across,
And he shook my hand, and he looked me over.
He says young man come and join us on the road
Then he took her arm, and we walked together.
And when we had went,
Tae their cottage by the toll,
I was asked inside for a drink and a bladder.
And that was the start,
Oâ the winning oâ my heart.
And the courtin of the tollmanâs daughter.
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Hereâs a helf tae the good folk, oâ old Killie Town,
The engineers, and the carpet workers.
The wabsters, the coopers, the distiller oâ the dram,
Their women folk, and their sons and daughters.
And hereâs to the winter
That brought us all the snow
And the ice that froze Kilmarnock water
And hereâs to the curlers,
That brought me to my love,
The Riccarton tollmanâs only daughter
[Instrumental Bridge] as Outro
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