Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes Where oftimes I've been cheery Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes For it's there I lost my dearie As I cam in by Strichen toon I heard a fair maid mourning She was making sair complaint For her true love ne'er returning There's many a horse has slipped and fa'n And risen again quite rarely There's many a lass has lost her lad And gotten anither richt early There's just as guid fish in the sea As ever yet was taken I'll cast my net and try again For ne'er will I forsaken My lad he was a bonnie 'un Wha'd say he loo'ed me dearly Yet noo he's ta'en anither lass And left me oh sae cruelly Sae I'll gang doon tae Strichen toon Where I was born and bred in And there I'll get anither sweetheart Wha'll marry me in the morningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
