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Inchery.
Fareweel, ye hills, ye braes, ye glens,
Ye towering woods, and leafy dens;
Fareweel, ilk spot that memory kens
Amang the heaths o' Inchery.
Ye towering woods, and leafy dens;
Fareweel, ilk spot that memory kens
Amang the heaths o' Inchery.
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Fareweel, ye hallan, auld but dear,
Ye've sheltered a' our bairnhood year.
We'll never hae, we sairly fear,
A hame sae sweet as Inchery.
Ye've sheltered a' our bairnhood year.
We'll never hae, we sairly fear,
A hame sae sweet as Inchery.
Fareweel, ye hills; fareweel, ye springs,
Ye glens where sweet the blackbird sings,
An' woods that wi' its music rings,
Amang the hills o' Inchery.
Ye glens where sweet the blackbird sings,
An' woods that wi' its music rings,
Amang the hills o' Inchery.
Nae mair we'll stray the braes amang;
Nae mair we'll hear the blackbird's sang;
Nae mair in spring-time when it's thrang
We'll guide the plow in Inchery.
Nae mair we'll hear the blackbird's sang;
Nae mair in spring-time when it's thrang
We'll guide the plow in Inchery.
A stranger and a stranger's son,
They tend our flocks, and till our grun';
A bauld intruder sits upon
Our father's seat in Inchery.
They tend our flocks, and till our grun';
A bauld intruder sits upon
Our father's seat in Inchery.
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