The Bo (or Bugaboo) I was in my prenticeship and learning of my trade, I my master's daughter, which made my heart right glad. I courted her both summers days and nights also But I never could her win till I hired the Bogle Bo. Day being gone, and night coming on, my neighbor he took a And into her room he went just like a wandering spirit. She went (went) up and down, not knowing where to go But right into my bed she for fear of the Bogle Bo. And so my true love and me, (we both) fast asleep, But ere the morn at fair daylight, sore, sore did she Sore, did she weep; sore, sore did she mourn But ere she and put on her clothes, the Bogle bo was gone. done the thing to me last night, the thing you cannot shun You've taen from me my maidenhead, and I am undone. You've taen me my maidenhead, and brought my body low But, kind sir, if you'll marry me, I will be jo. Now he's her and taen her hame, and it was but his part proved to him a loving wife, and joy of all his heart; He never told her of the joke, nor ne'er to do But aye when his wife smiles on him, he the Bogle bo. note: Foggy Dew variant; by John Bell (1783- ??); printed in Lloyd's Folk Song in England. Lloyd that the mysterious "foggy dew" of versions is a corruption of this one: in any case, it makes for a explanation, and this version tells a good story. LLoyd give a tune, but it nicely to th "Banks and Braes" version of Foggy Dew" Words in parentheses were by RG to attempt scansion. RG filename[ play.exe RG BOUNDARY===