Lirik

There stands three trumpeters on yon hill Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw Blaw their trumpets sae loud and shrill And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Gin I'd his trumpet in my kist Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw And were in the lad's arms that I like best And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Gin ye would be wed wi' me Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw There's ae thing ye maun dae for me And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' I maun hae a fine linen sark Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw Without a stitch o' needlewark And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Ye maun wash it in yon draw-well Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw Where water never sprang nor fell And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Ye maun drt't on yon hawthorn Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw That hasna seen blossom since man was born And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Gin I mak'a sark for thee Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw There's ae thing ye maun tae me dae And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' My faither has an acre o' land Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw Ye maun ploo it wi' your ae hand And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Ye maun sow it wantin' corn Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw And roll it wi' a sheep's shank-bone And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Ye maun shear it wi' a scythe o' leather Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw And bind it wi' a peacock's feather And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' Ye maun stook it in the sea Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw And bring the whaetsheaf dry tae me And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa' And gin you wark noo all this wark Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw Come to me and you'll get your sark And the wind blaws aye my plaid awa'
Writer(s): Ewan Maccoll, Peggy Seeger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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