THE DEIDLY WARS ARE PAST AND GANE



For the deidly wars are passed and gane

and gentle peace returning

Left mony's the sweet babe faitherless

and mony's the widow mourning



I left the lines and the tented field

whaur I'm no longer a lodger

A humble knapsack, it's a' my wealth

I'm a poor but honest sodger



A lea-licht hert was in my brest

my hands unstained wi' plunder

It's all for Scotia hame again

I cheery on did wonder



I thocht upon the banks of Coille

I thocht upon my Nancy

I thocht upon her bewitching smile

that stole my youthful fancy



@Scots @war @soldier

Norman Kennedy gor this from Jeannie Robertson

who thought it was Robert Burns

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