Cara Dillon - Donald Of Glencoe Lyrics
As I was walking on evening of lateWhere fragrant fine flowers the fields decorateI carelessly rambled where I did not knowBy the fair crystal fountain that falls in GlencoeAnd on her who the prize on Mount Ider was wonThen approached me a lassy as bright as the sunAnd the ribbon and the tartan around her did flowThat welcomed young Donald the pride of GlencoeSaid I, my fine creature, your charming sweet smileAnd your comely fine features my heart has beguiledAnd with your kind affection on me you'll bestowI'll bless the happy hour we met in GlencoeKind sir, she made me answer, your love I'll disdainFor I have a young sweetheart and Donald by nameAnd he went to the wars about ten years agoAnd a maid I remain 'till he returns to GlencoeAh, perhaps your young Donald regards not your nameAnd has placed his affection on some foreign dameHe may have forgotten for all that you knowThat bonny young creature he left in GlencoeFrom his promise my Donald he'd never departFor love, truth and honour stand firm in his heartAnd if I never see him, then single I'll goAnd mourn for my Donald the pride of GlencoeThen seeing her constance he dew out a gloveWhich in parting she gave him in token of loveShe clung to his arms and the tears down did flowAh, you're welcome my Donald the pride of GlencoeCome cheer up my Flora your sorrow's are o'erAnd since we have met love we'll never part moreAnd the loud blast of battle, far distant may blowWhilst in peace and contentment we'll live in Glencoe
