Mormond Braes
As
I cam in by Strichen Toon,
I heard a fair maid mournin'
She was makin' sair complaint
O' her true love ne'er returnin'
Fair thee weel ye Mormond Braes,
Whaur
oft times I've been cheery
Fair
thee weel ye Mormond Braes,
For
it's there I lost my dearie.
There's
aye guid fish intae the sea,
As
ever yet was taken.
I'll
cast my net and try again,
For
I' only aince forsaken
Chorus
There's
mony a horse has snappert an' fa'n.
An'
risen again fu' rarely.
There's
mony a lass has lost her lad,
And
gotten anither richt early.
Chorus
Sae
I'll put on my gown o' green
It's
a forsaken token,
And
that will let the young lads ken,
That
the bonds o' love are broken.
Chorus
I'll
gang back to Strichen toon
Whaur
I was bred and born,
An'
there I'll get anither sweetheart
Tae
marry me in the morn.
Chorus
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