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James Raeburn

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My name is James Raeburn. In Glasgow I was born,
My place and habitation in all its uniform.
From the place of my residing I am forced to go awa,
This day to leave the hills and dales of Caledonia.

Now early the next morning, just by the break of day,
I overheard the turnkey, these words to us did say:
"Arise, ye trembling convicts, arise ye ane and a'.
For this day ye're forced to leave the hills of Caledonia."

So quickly then we arose, put on our clothes full of woe.
With heavy irons they bound us lest we should run away.
We mounted on the coach with our hearts full of grief.
Our friends they stood all about us, but could give us no relief.

Farewell, my aged mother. I'm grieved for what I've done.
I hope none of you will cast up the race I've run.
I hope God will protect you when I am far away.
Farewell unto the hills and dales of Caledonia.

Farewell, my aged father. You are the best of men.
Likewise unto my sweetheart, for Catherine is her name.
No earthly judge will judge us, but He that knows our woe.
Farewell unto the hills and dales of Caledonia.

If e'er we chance to meet again, I hope we'll meet above,
Where Hallelujah will be sung and all is precious love;
Where no earthly judge will judge us, but He that rules us all.
So farewell unto the hills and dales of Caledonia.



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