There was a soldier A Scottish soldier Who wandered far away And soldiered far away
There was none bolder With good broad shoulder He's fought in many a fray And fought and won
He's seen the glory He told the story Of battles glorious And deeds victorious
But now he's sighing His heart is crying To leave those Green hills of Tyrol
[CHORUS] Because these green hills Are not Highland hills Or the island hills They're not my land's hills And fair as these Green foreign hills may be They are not the hills of home
And now this soldier This Scottish soldier Who wandered far away And soldiered far away Sees leaves are falling And death is calling And he will fade away In that far land
He's called his piper His trusty piper And bade him sound alay A pi-broch sad to play
Upon a hillside A Scottish hillside Not on these Green hills of Tyrol
[Repeat CHORUS]
And now this soldier This Scottish soldier Will wander far no more And soldier far no more
And on a hillside A Scottish hillside You'll see a piper Play his soldier home
He's seen the glory He's told the story Of battles glorious And deeds victorious
The bugles cease now He is at peace now Far from those Green hills of Tyrol
[Repeat CHORUS 2x]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.