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