Bonnie Jean Cameron by Tinsmith Lyrics

You all have heard of bonnie Jean Cameron
How she was sick, and was likely to die
But the only thing that they could recommend her
Was aye blythe blink of the Young Pretender

Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean Cameron
Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean-O

The doctor was sent for to see if he could cure her
Quickly he came, made no delay
But the only thing that he could recommend her
Was aye blythe blink of the Young Pretender

Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean Cameron
Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean-O

To Charlie she wrote a very long letter
Who were his friends, and who were his foes?
And all her words were sweet and tender
For to win the heart of the Young Pretender
Scarcely had she sealed the letter with her ring
When up flew the door, and in came her king
She prayed to the saints, bade angels defend her
Then she fell in the arms of the Young Pretender

Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean Cameron
Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean-O

You all have heard of bonnie Jean Cameron
How she was sick, and was likely to die
But the only thing that they could recommend her
Was aye blythe blink of the Young Pretender

Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean Cameron
Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean-O