The pipie is dozy, the pipie is fey He wullnae come roon for his vino the day And the sky o'er Messina is unco and grey And a' the bricht chaulmers are eerie
Fare ye weel ye banks o' Sicily Fare ye weel ye valley and shaw There's nae Jock will mourn the kyles o' ye
The drummie is polisht, the drummie is braw He cannae be seen for his webbin awa He's beezed himsel' up for a photy and a' Tae leave wi' his Lola his dearie
Fare ye weel ye banks o' Sicily Fare ye weel ye valley and shaw There's nae Jock will mourn the kyles o' ye
Then tune the pipes and drub the tenor drum Leave your kit this side o' the wa' Then tune the pipes and drub the tenor drum A' the bricht chaulmers are eerie
Then doon the stair and line the waterside Wait your turn the ferry's awa Then doon the stair and line the waterside A' the bricht chaulmers are eerie
Fare ye weel ye banks o' Sicily Fare ye weel ye shieling and ha' We'll a' mind shebeens and bothies Whaur Jock made a date wi' his dearieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
