| Lyrics: | THE ROLLING HILLS OF THE BORDER
(Matt McGinn)
Sang for FSGW in concert Oct.,
1967
Chorus:
When I die, bury me low
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed
flow;
A sweeter place I never did know,
The rolling hills of the
border.
1. I've traveled far, wandered wide,
I've seen the Hudson and the
Clyde,
I've courted by Loch Lomond's side,
But I dearly love the
border.
2. Well do I have mind of the day,
With my lassie I strolled by the
Tay,
But all these beauties fade away,
Among the hills of the border.
3.
There's a certain peace of mind
Bonnie lassies there you'll find
Men so sturdy, yet
so kind,
Among the hills of the border.
From the version found on
Five Days Singing, The New Golden
Ring Vol. 1 FSI-42
1984
Copyright
Janetta Music
@water @Scots @love
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