Song | The Gallant Shearers |
Artist | The Tannahill Weavers |
Album | Alchemy |
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Adam's wine and heather bells | |
Come rattlin' ower yon high high hills | |
There's corn rigs in yonder fields | |
And autumn brings the shearin' | |
Bonnie lassie will ye gang | |
And shear wi' me the hale day lang | |
And love will cheer us as we gang | |
Tae jine yon band o' shearers | |
And if the thistle it be strang | |
And pierce your bonnie milk white hand | |
It's wi' my I'll lay it lang | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather be ower hot | |
I'll cast my gravat and my coat | |
And shear wi' ye amang the lot | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather it be dry | |
They'll say there's love ‘tween you and I | |
We'll shyly pass each ither by | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And when the shearin' it is done | |
And slowly sets the wintry sun | |
Ye'll be my ain till life is run | |
Nae mair tae jine the shearers |
Adam' s wine and heather bells | |
Come rattlin' ower yon high high hills | |
There' s corn rigs in yonder fields | |
And autumn brings the shearin' | |
Bonnie lassie will ye gang | |
And shear wi' me the hale day lang | |
And love will cheer us as we gang | |
Tae jine yon band o' shearers | |
And if the thistle it be strang | |
And pierce your bonnie milk white hand | |
It' s wi' my I' ll lay it lang | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather be ower hot | |
I' ll cast my gravat and my coat | |
And shear wi' ye amang the lot | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather it be dry | |
They' ll say there' s love ' tween you and I | |
We' ll shyly pass each ither by | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And when the shearin' it is done | |
And slowly sets the wintry sun | |
Ye' ll be my ain till life is run | |
Nae mair tae jine the shearers |
Adam' s wine and heather bells | |
Come rattlin' ower yon high high hills | |
There' s corn rigs in yonder fields | |
And autumn brings the shearin' | |
Bonnie lassie will ye gang | |
And shear wi' me the hale day lang | |
And love will cheer us as we gang | |
Tae jine yon band o' shearers | |
And if the thistle it be strang | |
And pierce your bonnie milk white hand | |
It' s wi' my I' ll lay it lang | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather be ower hot | |
I' ll cast my gravat and my coat | |
And shear wi' ye amang the lot | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And if the weather it be dry | |
They' ll say there' s love ' tween you and I | |
We' ll shyly pass each ither by | |
When we gang tae the shearin' | |
And when the shearin' it is done | |
And slowly sets the wintry sun | |
Ye' ll be my ain till life is run | |
Nae mair tae jine the shearers |