Scotland

歌詞

Farewell, farewell, beggarly Scotland Cold and beggarly poor country If ever I cross thy border again The muckle De'il must carry me There's but one tree in a' the land And that's the bonnie gallows tree The very nowte look to the south And wish that they had wings to flee Go, get thee gone, thou dastardly loon Go, get thee to thine own country If ever you cross the Border again The muckle De'il accompany thee There's mony a tree in fair Scotland And there is ane, the gallows tree On which we hang the Irish rogues A fitting place it is for thee Farewell, farewell, beggarly Scotland Brose and bannocks, crowdy and kale Welcome, welcome, jolly old England Laughing lasses and foaming ale 'Twas when I came to merry Carlisle That out I laughed loud laughters three And if I cross the Sark again The muckle De'il maun carry me Go, get thee gone, thou dastardly loon Too good for thee is brose and kale We've lads and ladies gay in the land Bonnie lassies, and nut-brown ale When thou goest to merry Carlisle Welcome take thy loud laughters three But know that the most of our beggarly clan Come from the holy land, like thee Farewell, farewell, beggarly Scotland Kiltit kimmers, wi' carroty hair Pipers, who beg that your honours would buy A bawbee's worth of their famished air I'd rather keep Cadwaller's goats And feast upon toasted cheese and leeks Than go back again to the beggarly North To herd 'mang loons with bottomless breeks Go, get thee gone, thou beggarly loon On thee our maidens refused to smile Our pipers they scorn'd to beg from thee A half-starved knight of the Emerald Isle Go rather and herd thy father's pigs And feed on taters and buttermilk But return not to the princely North Land of the tartan, the bonnet and kilt Farewell, farewell, beggarly Scotland Cold and beggarly poor country If ever I cross thy border again The muckle De'il must carry me