The Bonny Moorhen Drama in the Dale
O this bonny moor hen as it plainly appears, She belonged to their fathers some hundred years, But the Miners of Weardale are all valiant men, They will fight till they die for their bonny moor hen. These industrious Miners that walk in their clogs, They suit to teavel o'er mountains and bogs, When the bonny moor hen she mounts up in the air. The words go: My bonny moorhen, my bonny moorhen,She's up in the gray hill down in the glen;It's when ye gang but the house, when ye gang ben,Aye drink a health to my bonny moorhen.My bonny moorhen's gane over the main,And it will be simmer or she come again;But when she comes back again, some folk will ken:And joy be wi' thee my bonny moorhen. My bonnie moorhen has feathers anew, And she's a' fine colours, but nane o' them blue, She's red an' she's white, an' she's green an' she's grey My bonnie moorhen come hither away. Come up by Glen Duich, and doon by Glen Shee An' roun' by Kinclaven and hither tae me, For Ranald and Donald are oot on the fen, Tae brak the wing o' my bonnie. C2.P7 'The Bonny Moor Hen' was a song probably written in 1818 by Thomas Coulson, a Weardale schoolmaster. It tells the story of how the Bishop of Durham ('the fat man of Oakland') laid claim to his grouse only to find he was opposed by local men who took a different view of what that liberty entailed. 4 In the song, they take the Bishop's game and run rings round his special.Bonny moor hen Sports & entertainments English ballads National Library of Scotland
Bonny Moor-Hen (The) Click on the tune title to see or modify Bonny Moor-Hen (The)'s annotations. If the link is red you can create them using the form provided. Browse PropertiesBrowse/:Bonny Moor-Hen (The) Track 3 on Bonnie Prince Charlie (2003)Songs of the Jacobite Rebellion 1745.Lyrics:My bonnie moorhen, my bonnie moorhen,Up in the grey hill, doon in the glen. My bonnie moorhen come hither away. Come up by Glen Duich and doon by Glen Dee. And roond by Kinclaven and hither tae me. Ronald and Donald lie low in the fen. Tae brak' the wing o' my bonnie moorhead. My bonnie moorhead has gaed ower the main. And it will be summer when she comes again. When she comes back again some folk will ken. The scene of the battle was the Black Bull Inn - now the Bonny Moor Hen - in Stanhope Market Place, and the desperadoes were joined by at least 20 other ruffians.