Annotation:Northland Jockey
X:1 T:Norland Jockey M:C| L:1/8 R:Country Dance Tune S:London Magazine; or, Gentleman's Monthly Intelligencer (1751, p. 565) Z:AK/Fiddler's Companion K:F FGAB A2 GF|d2 cB A2 GF|GABc d2 fd|cAGF GEDC| FGAB A2 Bc|defg f2 ed|c2 fd c2 Bd|cBAG F4:| |:FGAF D2D2|EFGE C2C2|FGAB c2 de|fgab {a}g2 fe| fafd egec|dfdA {c}B2 AG|c2 fd c2 Bd|cBAG F4:||
NORTHLAND JOCKEY. AKA - "Norland Jockey." English; Country Dance Tune, Reel and Air (cut time). F Major (Knowles): B Flat Major (Rutherford). Standard tuning (fiddle). AABB. In addition to the country dance collections listed below in which the tune appears, it was also published in the periodical The London Magazine, or Gentleman's Monthly Intelligencer of 1751 (p. 565). The words to the song version appears in poet Allan Ramsay's [1] (1686-1758) Tea-table miscellany, or, A collection of Scots sangs (1724, p. 192), Herd's Ancient and Modern Scottish Songs (1776), and similar, later collections. The popular song related canny Jenny's testing of her Scottish would-be lover:
A Southland Jenny, that was right bonny,
Had for a suiter a Norland Johnny;
But he was sicken a bashful wooer,
That he cou'd scarcely speak unto her;
Till blinks o' her beauty, and hopes o' her siller,
Forced him at last to tell his mind till her.
My dear, quoth he, we'll nae langer tarry,
Gin ye can loo me, let's o'er the muir and marry.
SHE
Come, come awa' then my Norland laddie,
Tho' we gang neatly, some are mair gawdy;
And albeit I have neither gowd nor money,
Come, and I'll ware my beauty on thee.
HE
Ye lasses o' the south, ye're a' for dressing;
Lasses o' the north mind milking and threshing;
My minny wad be angry, and sae wad my daddy,
Should I marry ane as dink as a lady;
For I maun hae a wife that will rise i' the morning,
Crudle a' the milk, and keep the house a' scolding.
Toolie wi' her nei'bours, and learn at my minny,
A Norland Jocky maun hae a Norland Jenny.
SHE
My father's only daughter, and twenty thousand pound,
Shall never be bestow'd on sic a silly clown;
For a' that I said was to try what was in ye.
Gae hame, ye Norland Jock, and court your Norland Jenny.