Heiland Soldier High up amang yon Heiland hills There lives a canny maiden, And she's gone oot ane fine summer's nicht To watch all the soldier's paradin'. cho: And they looked sae braw as they marched awa', The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw, Which caused young Mary for to weep and say, I will follow my Heiland soldier. Ah, but, Mary dear, my wage is small, And what if in battle I should fall, I hae gang hame tae your Heiland hall, Think nae mair on a soldier laddie ! Ah, but I got twenty pounds in the store, And I've got a herd 'bout ten times more, And I'll gie it to the laddie I adore, And I'll follow my Heiland laddie. AX OCT98
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