Digital Tradition Mirror

Piper Sandy

Piper Sandy

     Sandy's cheeks are like the roses
     And his eyes are like the sloes;
     He's a proper Hieland laddie,
     Piping aye where'er he goes.
     "O'er the hills and far awa'"
     Is the tune that he will blaw;
     Hirdum, dirdum, dirdum dee,
     Sandy is the lad for me!
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     Moffat 50 TSNR (1933), 8, with music.
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