| Song | Ho Ro Mo Nighean Donn Bhòidheach (Ho Ro My Nut Brown Maiden) |
| Artist | The Rankin Family |
| Album | North Country [1993] |
| 作曲 : Traditional | |
| A Charming love song to a highland maiden in which her lover vows | |
| to return and reclaim ber to share his life of exile in the lowlands. | |
| Seisd (Chorus) | |
| Ho ro, mo nigh'n donn bhoidheach, | |
| Hi ri, mo nigh'n donn bhoidhech | |
| Mo chaileag laghach, bhoidheach, | |
| Cha phos mi ach tu | |
| A Pheigi dhonn nam bla h-shul | |
| Gur trom a thug mi gradh dhuit | |
| Tha d'iomhaigh ghaoil a's d'ailleachd | |
| A ghna h tigh'n fo m'uidh | |
| Chorus | |
| 'S ann tha mo ru's na beanntaibh, | |
| Far bheil mo ribhinn ghreannar | |
| Mar ros am fasach Shamhraidh | |
| An gleann fad'o shuil. | |
| Chorus | |
| Ach 'n uair a thig an Samradh | |
| Bheir mise sgriob do 'n ghleann ud | |
| 'S gun tog mi leam do 'n Ghaildachd | |
| Gu h-annsail am flur | |
| Chorus | |
| Tramp Miner | |
| I am a tramp miner | |
| I've been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In the black underground, that's | |
| where I'll be found | |
| Biding my time away | |
| Oh working my life away | |
| From here out to Timmins | |
| I've loved all your women | |
| In the taverns I drank down my pay | |
| But I'd do it again even | |
| though it's a sin | |
| For it's better that driving the raise | |
| If you've done it you'd know what I say | |
| So I'll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I'll find my way back home again | |
| Homesickness, heartbreak and black lung | |
| Among these men run rampant | |
| As they're rockin' n' rollin' | |
| High ballin' this country today | |
| I've been a tramp miner for such a long time now | |
| I've lived without light of the day | |
| In a hole in the ground | |
| They'll lower me down | |
| That'll be my final pay | |
| For working my life away | |
| So I'll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I'll find my way back home again | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| So I'll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I'll find my way back home again | |
| Carry me back home again |
| zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
| A Charming love song to a highland maiden in which her lover vows | |
| to return and reclaim ber to share his life of exile in the lowlands. | |
| Seisd Chorus | |
| Ho ro, mo nigh' n donn bhoidheach, | |
| Hi ri, mo nigh' n donn bhoidhech | |
| Mo chaileag laghach, bhoidheach, | |
| Cha phos mi ach tu | |
| A Pheigi dhonn nam bla hshul | |
| Gur trom a thug mi gradh dhuit | |
| Tha d' iomhaigh ghaoil a' s d' ailleachd | |
| A ghna h tigh' n fo m' uidh | |
| Chorus | |
| ' S ann tha mo ru' s na beanntaibh, | |
| Far bheil mo ribhinn ghreannar | |
| Mar ros am fasach Shamhraidh | |
| An gleann fad' o shuil. | |
| Chorus | |
| Ach ' n uair a thig an Samradh | |
| Bheir mise sgriob do ' n ghleann ud | |
| ' S gun tog mi leam do ' n Ghaildachd | |
| Gu hannsail am flur | |
| Chorus | |
| Tramp Miner | |
| I am a tramp miner | |
| I' ve been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In the black underground, that' s | |
| where I' ll be found | |
| Biding my time away | |
| Oh working my life away | |
| From here out to Timmins | |
| I' ve loved all your women | |
| In the taverns I drank down my pay | |
| But I' d do it again even | |
| though it' s a sin | |
| For it' s better that driving the raise | |
| If you' ve done it you' d know what I say | |
| So I' ll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I' ll find my way back home again | |
| Homesickness, heartbreak and black lung | |
| Among these men run rampant | |
| As they' re rockin' n' rollin' | |
| High ballin' this country today | |
| I' ve been a tramp miner for such a long time now | |
| I' ve lived without light of the day | |
| In a hole in the ground | |
| They' ll lower me down | |
| That' ll be my final pay | |
| For working my life away | |
| So I' ll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I' ll find my way back home again | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| So I' ll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I' ll find my way back home again | |
| Carry me back home again |