The Bo (or Bugaboo) I was in my prenticeship and learning of my trade, I courted my master's daughter, which my heart right glad. I courted her summers days and winter nights also But I never her favor win till I hired the Bogle Bo. Day being gone, and night coming on, my he took a sheet And straight into her room he went like a wandering spirit. She went (went) up and down, not knowing where to go But right my bed she went for fear of the Bogle Bo. And so my true love and me, (we both) fell asleep, But ere the morn at fair daylight, sore, sore did she Sore, did she weep; sore, sore did she mourn But ere she rose and put on her clothes, the bo was gone. You've done the thing to me last night, the thing you shun You've taen me my maidenhead, and I am quite undone. taen from me my maidenhead, and brought my body low But, sir, if you'll marry me, I will be your jo. Now he's married her and her hame, and it was but his part She's proved to him a wife, and joy of all his heart; He told her of the joke, nor ne'er intends to do But aye his wife smiles on him, he minds the Bogle bo. note: Foggy Dew variant; Collected by John (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 makes for a explanation, and this version tells a good story. doesn't give a tune, but it nicely to th "Banks and Braes" version of Foggy Dew" Words in parentheses inserted by RG to attempt scansion. RG BOGLEBO play.exe RG BOUNDARY===