MORMOND BRAES



As I went doon to Strichen toon,

I heard a fair maid mourning,

And she was making sair complaint

For her true love ne'er returning.



cho: So fare ye weel, ye Mormond Braes,

Where often I've been cheery;

Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes,

For it's there I lost my dearie.



There's many a horse has snappert an' fa'en

And risen again fu' rarely.

There's many a lass has lost her lad

And gotten another right early.



There's as good fish into the sea

As ever hae been taken.

I'll cast my line and I'll try again

For I'm only ainst forsaken.



So I'll go doon to Strichen toon,

Where I was bred and born in,

And there I'll find another sweetheart

Will marry me in the mornin'



Recorded by MacColl, among others

@Scots @courtship

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