Paroles de The Lass Of Glenshee

One morning in springtime as day was a-dawning Bright Phoebus had risen from over the lea I spied a fair maiden as homeward she wandered While herding her flocks on the hills of Glenshee I stood in amazement, says I, "Pretty fair maid If you will come down to St. John's Town with me There's ne'er been the ladies set foot in my castle There's ne'er been a lady dressed grander than thee" "Oh what do I care for your castle and coaches? Oh what do I care for your gay grandeury? I'd rather be home at my cot, at my spin Or herding my flocks on the hills of Glenshee" "Away with such nonsense and get up beside me As summer comes on my sweet bride you will be And then in my arms I will gently caress you" 'Twas then she consented, I took her with me Seven years have rolled on since we were united There's many a change, but there's no change on me And my love, she's as fair as that morn on the mountain When I plucked me a wild rose on the hills of Glenshee 1