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Farewell, my home and countrymen,
And the ancient hills of Tarrow,
Kind Providence may rest the soul,
Of Allan Tine O’Harrow.
HIGHLAND LADDIE.
The bonniest lad that e’er I saw,
Bonnie laddie, highland laddie,
Wore a plaid, and was fu’ braw,
Bonie Highland laddie.
On his head a bonnet blue,
Bonie laddie, highland laddie,
His loyal heart was firm and true,
Bonie highland laddie.
Trumpets sound and cannons roar,
Bonie lassie, Lowland lassie,
And a‘ the hills wi‘ echoes roar,
Bonie Lowland lassie.
Glory, honour, now invite,
Bonie lassie, Lowland lassie,
For freedom and my King to fight,
Bonie Lowland lassie.
The sun a backward course shall take,
Bonie laddie, highland laddie,
