It fell on a day, on a bonnie summer's day, When the sun shone bright and clearly, That there fell oot a great dispute Atween Argyll and Airlie. Argyll he has mustered a thousand o' his men, He has marched them oot richt early; He has marched them in by the back o' Dunkeld, To plunder the bonnie hoose o' Airlie. Lady Ogilvie she looked frae her window sae high, And O but she grat sairly, To see Argyll and a' his men Come to plunder the bonnie hoose o' Airlie. "Come doon, come doon, Lady Ogilvie" he cried: "Come doon and kiss me fairly, Or I swear by the hilt o' my guid braidsword That I winna leave a stan'in' stane in Airlie. "I winna come doon, ye cruel Argyll, I winna kiss ye fairly; I wadna kiss ye, fause Argyll, Though ye sudna leave a stan'in' stane in Airlie."

"Come tell me whaur your dowry is hid, Come doon and tell me fairly." "I winna tell ye whaur my dowry is hid, Though ye sudna leave a stan'in' stane in Airlie." They socht it up and they socht it doon, I wat they socht it early; And it was below yon bowling green They found the dowrie o' Airlie. "Eleven bairns I hae born And the twelfth ne'er saw his daddie, But though I had gotten as mony again, They sud a' gang to fecht for Charlie. "Gin my guid lord had been at hame, As he's awa' for Charlie, There dursna a Campbell o' a' Argyll Set a fit on the bonnie hoose o' Airlie." He's ta'en her by the milk-white hand, But he didna lead her fairly; He led her up to the tap o' the hill, Whaur she saw the burnin' o' Airlie.

The smoke and flame they rose so high, The walls they were blackened fairly; And the lady laid her doon on the green to dee, When she saw the burnin' o' Airlie.