Heiland Soldier
High up amang yon Heiland hills
There lives a canny maiden,
And she's gone oot ane fine summer's nicht
To watch all the soldier's paradin'.
cho: And they looked sae braw as they marched awa',
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw,
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say,
I will follow my Heiland soldier.
Ah, but, Mary dear, my wage is small,
And what if in battle I should fall,
I hae gang hame tae your Heiland hall,
Think nae mair on a soldier laddie !
Ah, but I got twenty pounds in the store,
And I've got a herd 'bout ten times more,
And I'll gie it to the laddie I adore,
And I'll follow my Heiland laddie.
AX
OCT98
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!