Lyrics

Alasdair Mhic o ho Cholla Ghasda As do laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh trom eile Chall eile bho chall a ho ro Chall eile bho chall a ho ro Chall eile huraibh i chall a ho ro 'S haoi o ho trom eile As do laimh-s' gun o ho Earbainn tapaidh o ho Mharbhadh Tighearna o ho Ach-nam-Breac leat trom eile 'S ged 's beag mi fhein o ho Bhuail mi ploc air o ho Chuala mi'n de o ho Sgeul nach b'ait leam trom eile Chuala mi'n de o ho Sgeul nach b'ait leam o ho Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair trom eile Glaschu a bhith o ho Dol 'na lasair o ho 'S Obair-Dheathain o ho 'N deidh a chreachadh trom eile Alasdair, Son of Gallant Coll Alasdair, son of exile Cholla In your hand I would entrust deeds The Lord of Ach-nam-breac would be Killed by you He would be buried at the edge of the loch And although I would get a bow, I heard yesterday a sad story That Glasgow was going down And Aberdeen is being pillaged
Writer(s): Donald Shaw, Karen Matheson, Manus Lunny, Charlie Mckerron, John Saich, Marc Duff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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