| Lyrics: | HIELAND LADDY (Jacobite)
Where ha' ye been a' the day?
Bonnie laddie, Hielan'
laddie
Saw ye him that' far awa'
Bonnie laddie, Hielan' laddie
On his head a
bonnet blue
Bonnie laddie, Hielan' laddie
Tartan plaid and Hielan' trews
Bonnie laddie, Hielan' laddie
When he drew his gude braid-sword
Then he gave
his royal word.
Frae the field he ne'er wad flee
Wi' his friends wad live or
dee.
Geordie sits in Charlie's chair
But I think he'll no bide there.
Charlie
yet shall mount the throne
Weel ye ken it is his own.
From Minstrelsy of Scotland,
Moffatt
Note: words are a fragment of "a long and very coarse Jacobite
ballad" published
in Jacobite Relics, 1810. A version of the
tune appeared in Playford, 11th edition,
1701.
@Scots @Jacobite
filename[ HIELND2
play.exe HIELND
RG
===DOCUMENT
BOUNDARY |
