The Wars O' Germany
Tannahill Weavers| La versione abbreviata della ballata eseguita da Ian McIntosh: | |
| THE WARS O' GERMANY Wae be tae the orders that mairched my love awa' And wae be tae the cruel cause that gars my tears doon fa' Wae be tae the bluidy wars in High Germany For they hae ta'en my love and left a broken heart tae me The drums come sounding up the street before the screich o' day And the wee, wee fifes played loud and shrill while yet the morn was gray And the bonnie flags were a' unfurled, a gallant sicht tae see But wae's me for my sodger lad that marched tae Germany O' lang, lang is the traivel tae the bonnie pier o' Leith And dreich it is tae gang wi' the snawdrift in the teeth And oh the cauld wind froze the tear that gathered in ma e'e When I gaed there tae see my love embark for Germany Oh I looked o'er the braid blue sea as far as could be seen The wee, wee sail upon the ship my sodger lad was in But oh the wind blew cauld and snell and the ship sailed speedily And the waves and cruel wars hae twined my winsome lad frae me Wae be tae the orders that mairched my love awa' And wae be tae the cruel cause that gars my tears doon fa' Wae be tae the bluidy wars in High Germany For they hae ta'en my love and left a broken heart tae me! | THE WARS O' GERMANY Wae be tae the order that mairched my love awa' And wae be tae the cruel cause that gars my tears doon fa' And wae be tae those bloody wars in High Germany For they hae ta'en my love and left a broken hairt tae me 'Twas early in the mornin' afore the screech o' day The wee wee fifes did loudly shrill while yet the morn was grey The bonnie flags were a' unfurled, a gallant sight tae see As I gaed there tae see my love embark for Germany Lang, lang is the traivel tae the bonnie pier o' Leith An' dreich it is tae gang wi' the snaw-drift in your teeth And oh, the cauld wind froze the tears that gathered in ma e'e As I gaed there tae see my love embark for Germany |
