Eric Bogle Belle Of Broughton
When summer time is bloomin' And the air's filled wi' perfumin' I walk in time forgotten Wi' my bonnie belle o' Broughton Chorus: And though now your hair is silver And your beauty's gone forever I hae no' forgotten That ye were the belle o' Broughton For at harvest time and dancin' The young bucks wid come prancin' In love they were besotten By the bonnie belle o' Broughton Ah, you and I together Would wander by the river In a dress o' silk and satin Ye were my bonnie belle o' Broughton
