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Oh where, tell me where is your highland laddie gone?
Oh where, tell me where is your highland laddie gone?
He's gone with streaming banners where noble deeds are done
And it's oh! in my heart I wish him safe at home.
Oh where, tell me where did your highland laddie dwell?
Oh where, tell me where did your highland laddie dwell?
He dwelt in bonnie Scotland where bloom the sweet bluebells
And it's oh! in my heart I rue my laddie well.
Oh what, tell me what, does your Highland laddie wear?
Oh what, tell me what, does your Highland laddie wear?
A bonnet with a lofty plume, and on his breast a plaid
And it's oh, in my heart I lo'ed my Highland lad
Oh what, tell me what if your highland lad be slain?
Oh what, tell me what if your highland lad be slain?
Oh no, true love will be his guide and bring him safe again
For it's oh! my heart would break if my highland lad were slain.
Suppose, ah suppose, that some cruel, cruel wound
Should peirce your Highland laddie and all your hopes confound:
The pipe would play a cheering march the banners round him fly,
And for his kind and county dear with pleasure would he die.
Oh where and oh where is your Highland laddie gone?
Oh where and oh where is your Highland laddie gone?
He's gone to fight the foe for King George on the throne,
And it's oh! in my heart I wish him safe at home.
Oh where and oh where did your Highland laddie dwell?
Oh where and oh where did your Highland laddie dwell?
He dwelt in merry Scotland at the Sign of the Blue Bell
And it's oh! in my heart I love my laddie well.
Oh how, tell me how, is your Highland laddie clad?
Oh how, tell me how, is your Highland laddie clad?
His bonnet's of the Saxon green, his waistcoat of the plaid
And it's oh, in my heart that I love that Highland lad
Suppose, oh suppose that your Highland lad should die!
Suppose, oh suppose that your Highland lad should die!
The bagpipes should play o'er him, and I'd lay me down and cry;
But it's oh! in my heart that I feel he will not die. |
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