Cam Ye O'er Frae France
Steeleye Span Lyrics


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Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye Geordie's grace riding on a goosie?

Geordie he's a man there is little doubt o't;
He's done a' he can, wha can do without it?
Down there came a blade linkin' like my lordie;
He wad drive a trade at the loom o' Geordie.

Though the claith were bad, blythly may we niffer;
Gin we get a wab, it makes little differ.
We hae tint our plaid, bannet, belt and swordie,
Ha's and mailins braid -- but we hae a Geordie!

Jocky's gane to France and Montgomery's lady;
There they'll learn to dance: Madam, are ye ready?
They'll be back belyve belted, brisk and lordly;
Brawly may they thrive to dance a jig wi' Geordie!

Hey for Sandy Don! Hey for Cockolorum!
Hey for Bobbing John and his Highland Quorum!




Mony a sword and lance swings at Highland hurdie;
How they'll skip and dance o'er the bum o' Geordie!

Overall Meaning

The song "Cam Ye O'er Frae France" is a Scottish folk song that tells the tale of a group of people who have returned from France to Scotland. The singer is asking if they have seen Geordie Whelps and his wife, who are well known in the area. The song is filled with Scottish dialect and may prove difficult for non-Scots to understand.


Geordie Whelps is painted as a man of great importance and importance as he is mentioned repeatedly throughout the song. The song talks about Geordie's loom, which is where he weaves cloth. Even though the cloth may not be of the highest quality, the people are happy to trade with him as they know he is an honest man. The song also mentions the loss of various belongings such as a plaid, belt, sword, and hat, but despite this, they still have Geordie. The last few lines of the song talk about the Highlanders who are coming to dance with Geordie and introduce new music and culture to the area.


Overall, the song is a celebration of Scottish culture and the bonds between the people. It highlights the importance of community and the role each individual plays in supporting one another.


Line by Line Meaning

Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Did you come from France? Did you travel through London?


Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Did you see Geordie Whelps and his lovely wife?


Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Did you visit the spot known as the Kittle House?


Saw ye Geordie's grace riding on a goosie?
Did you happen to see Geordie's highness riding on a goose?


Geordie he's a man there is little doubt o't;
There's no denying that Geordie is a man;


He's done a' he can, wha can do without it?
He's done everything he can, who can do without it?


Down there came a blade linkin' like my lordie;
Then along came a fellow strutting like a lord;


He wad drive a trade at the loom o' Geordie.
He sought to ply his trade at Geordie's loom.


Though the claith were bad, blythly may we niffer;
Even if the cloth was poor, we can still haggle happily;


Gin we get a wab, it makes little differ.
If we acquire a web of cloth, it doesn't matter much.


We hae tint our plaid, bannet, belt and swordie,
We have lost our plaid, bonnet, belt, and sword,


Ha's and mailins braid -- but we hae a Geordie!
As well as our homes and extensive lands -- but we still have Geordie!


Jocky's gane to France and Montgomery's lady;
Jocky has gone to France and so has the Lady Montgomery;


There they'll learn to dance: Madam, are ye ready?
There they will learn to dance: Madame, are you prepared?


They'll be back belyve belted, brisk and lordly;
They will return quickly, decked out regally and full of energy;


Brawly may they thrive to dance a jig wi' Geordie!
May they do well in all their endeavors, especially in dancing with Geordie!


Hey for Sandy Don! Hey for Cockolorum!
Hurrah for Sandy Don! Hurrah for Cockolorum!


Hey for Bobbing John and his Highland Quorum!
Hurrah for Bobbing John and his group of Highlanders!


Mony a sword and lance swings at Highland hurdie;
Many swords and lances swing at the Highland rumpus;


How they'll skip and dance o'er the bum o' Geordie!
How they will skip and dance over Geordie's buttocks!




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: MADDY PRIOR, PETER KNIGHT, RICK KEMP, ROBERT JOHNSON, TIM HART

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Ben - Moderator


on Bonny Moorhen

Hi Stuart, We have corrected the description above.

Stuart Tartan


on Bonny Moorhen

The song Bonny Moorhen by Steeleye Span is a traditional Scottish ballad that tells the story of a bird, the Bonny Moorhen, and its journey through the glen and over the sea. The narrator of the song expresses affection and admiration for the bird and asks others to toast its health when they are out drinking. The Bonny Moorhen is described as having a rainbow of feathers, including blue, which is unusual for a bird, and invites it to come to the narrator. However, in the second verse, the song takes a darker turn as the narrator reveals that the bird has gone over the sea and will not return until the summer. But when it does return, only certain people will know, suggesting that not everyone will be happy about the Bonny Moorhen's return. The third verse introduces a new element to the story, two men named Ronald and Donald who are out on the fen, presumably trying to hunt or harm the bird. The narrator calls for the Bonny Moorhen to come to them for safety. Overall, the song is a mix of admiration for the beauty of nature and a warning about the dangers that can lurk in it. The Bonny Moorhen represents something pure and innocent, but there are those who would try to harm it, and the song is a call to protect it.

This description of the song completely misses the point in every way. It IS NOT about a bird.
It is an allegorical Jacobite-era song about Bonny Prince Charlie (the bonny moorhen). The colours mentioned, for instance, are the colours of the Clan Stuart tartan.

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