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There was a soldier, a Scottish soldier
who wandered far away and soldiered far away
there was none bolder with good broad shoulder
he'd fought in many a fray and fought and won
he'd seen the glory, he'd told the story
of battles glorious and deeds victorious
but now he's sighing, his heart is crying
to leave those green hills of Tyrol

In scarlet town where i was born,
there was a fair made dwellin'
And every youth had lost his heart,
To lovely barbara allen,
There aws a lad who loved her well,
But they had loved and parted
And now he lies his death bed on
He's broken hearted

It's Saturday night at the close of the evening,
When --- the last summer sun,
I walked with my cronies the lads that i knew then,
To where int he old hall the dance had begun,
We stood in the doorway and heard the sweet music,
the songs and the dances we thrilled to them all,
No moments were sweeter than those that we knew then,
The night of the dance in the old village hall,

Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar,
Sayin "Charlie meet me an' ye daur;
An' I'll learn ye the airt o' war,
If ye'll meet me in the morning.

Charlie looked the letter upon,
He drew his sword and scabbard from,
Follow me, my merry men,