Recorded
by The Clancys and T. Makem on "The First Hurrah"
Suggested
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You may
talk about your lancers, or your Irish Fusiliers,
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The Aberdeen
Militia or the Queen's Own Volunteers;
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Or any other
regiment that's lying far awa'
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Come gie
to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
Strolling
through the green fields on a summer day
Watching
all the country girls working at the hay,
I really
was delighted and he stole my heart awa'
When
I saw him in the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
Oh I never
will forget the day his regiment marched past
The pipes
they played a lively tune but my heart was aghast,
He turned
around and smiled farewell and then from far awa'
He waved
to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.
I stood
there on the dockside as his ship pulled out to sea
And pray'd
that my own bonnie lad would soon return to me
But many
the pipe will sound no more and many the lad will fall
When fighting
for the tartan of the gallant forty twa
Once again
I heard the music of the pipers from afar
They tramped
and tramped the weary men returning from the war
And as they
nearer drew I brushed a woeful tear awa'
To see my
bonnie laddie of the gallant Forty Twa.
