Blythe hae I been
G C D
Blythe ha'ae I been on yon hill
G C G
As the lambs before me,
G C D
Careless ev'ry thought, and free
G C G
as the breeze flew o'er me.
G C D
Now nae langer sport and play,
G Bm
Mirth or sang can please me;
Am G
Lesley is sae fair and coy,
G C G
Care and anguish seize me.
Heavy, heavy is the task,
Hopeless love declaring:
Trembling, I dow nocht but glow'r,
Sighing, dumb, despairing!
If she winna ease the thraws
in my bosom swelling;
Underneath the grass-green sod
Soon maun be my dwelling.
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Arrangement © 2006 Bob Hay (BMI). All Rights Reserved.