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The Lovely Lass Of Inverness
TUNE: (As Title)

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation



The Lovely Lass Of Inverness
1.
The lovely lass of Inverness,
Nae joy nor pleasure can she see;
For e'en to morn she cries ' Alas!'
And ay the saut tear blin's her e'e: -
2.
' Drumossie moor, Drumossie day -
A waefu' day it was to me!
For there I lost my father dear,
My father dear and brethren three.
3.
Their winding-sheets the bluidy clay,
Their graves are growin green to see,
And by them lies the dearest lad
That ever blest a woman's e'e,
4.
Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord,
A bluidy man I trow thou be,
For monie a heart thou hast made sair
That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee!'



The Lovely Girl Of Inverness

The lovely girl of Inverness,
No joy nor pleasure can she see;
For evening to morning she weeps ' Alas!'
And always the salt tear blinds her eye: -

' Drumossie moor, Drumossie day -
A woeful day it was to me!
For there I lost my father dear,
My father dear and brothers three.

Their winding-sheets the bloody clay,
Their graves are growing green to see,
And by them lies the dearest lad
That ever blessed a woman's eye,

Now woe to you, you cruel lord, (William of Cumberland)
A bloody man I know you be,
For many a heart you have made sore
That never did wrong to yours or you!'

 

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