文本歌词

Mormond Braes - Ewan MacColl
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 mony a horse has snappert an' fa'n
An' risen again fu' rarely
Mony a lass has lost her lad
And gotten anither richt early
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 I'll try again
For I' only aince forsaken
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
Sae I'll be gang to Strichen toon
Whaur I was bred and born
An' there I'll get anither sweetheart
Tae marry me in the morn
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