' the Highland Horse (Named Uisge Beatha')
‘ The Highland Horse … Named Uisge Beatha’ ’
Hie’ Away, Hie’ Away
O’er Heather and Gorse
Strode A Magnificent Bay
The Highland Horse …
In the Cold Scottish – Air
On His Back, Kilt – Clad
By Loch and Highlands There
Rode an Aged–Tartan-Plaid
… Tied on a Back Braid
Long as the Russet – Tail and Mane
Were Bagpipes and a Blade
Bouncing as The Highlander Came
Proud, Scottish Warrior
Laird, of His Clan
Racing to His Sweet Moira
A-Riding and Raiding The Highlands …
… Hie’ Away Laddie
Hie’ Away Lass
The Highland Horse, Uisge Beatha’,
He’s Galloping Fast
Hie’ Away Laddie
Hie’ Away Lass
To Bar His Way is Risky
So Please Let Him Pass …
… In The Cold, Scotland Air …
Lilts The Tenderest-Low Brogue
… as down on Naked Knee
… The Highlander Proposed …
… Hie’ Away Laddie
Hie’ Away Lass
The Highland Horse, Uisge Beatha’
… He’s Galloping Fast
Hie’ Away Laddie
Hie’ Away Lass
Here Comes ‘The Whisky’
now Pour Me A Glass …
Hie’ Away Laddie
Hie’ Away Lass
The Bottle is Empty …
… but I Still Got The Flask …
Hie’ Away, Laddie and Lass
For: ‘ The Fraser ‘
he!he!he – show me your
Scotland, Highlander
‘ The MoonBee ‘
Copyright © Moonbee Canady | Year Posted 2009
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