Traditional Scottish Folk
The Hieland Sodger
High up amang yon Hieland hills
There lives a canny maiden
And she's gone oot ane fine summer's night
For to watch all the soldiers paradin'

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger

Ah, but, Mary dear, my wage it is small
And what if in battle I should fall?
I hae to gang hame to your Hieland hall
Think nae mair on a soldier laddie!

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger

I hae twenty pounds in the store
And I hae a herd aboot ten times more
And I'll gie it to the laddie I adore
And follow my Hieland laddie

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger
High up amang yon Hieland hills
There lived a canny maiden
And she's gone oot ane fine summer's day
For to watch all the soldiers paradin'

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger

And they looked sae braw as they marched awa'
The drums they did rattle and the pipes they did blaw
Which caused young Mary for to weep and say
I'll follow my Hieland sodger