Original lyrics

EN

Farewell you braes o' Sutherland, I'll ne'er see you no more For I must take a strangers pat h and leave my native shore My friends and my acquaintances I'll give you now my hand For I will ne'er be back again on the Braes o' Sutherland You can cast at me the first stone, I'll cast it to the floor You can try to clip my wings, over mountains I will soar You can wear your white satin robes and I will wear my pride And to hold me back you might as well hold back the morning tide Farewell you roads to Spinningdale, this chapter now will close To the ghosts that thay lie at Carbisdale and the downfall of Montrose To Ardgay and to Invershin, no more I'll walk your sands For I have to leave my memories on the Braes of Sutherland I now will leave my native home for the shores of America My love I leave behind me now, I can no longer stay The orders from the castle come by the Duke's right hand I fear that I must leave thee there on the Braes of Sutherland