You may talk about your lancers or your Irish Fusiliers
The Aberdeen Milita or the Queen's Own volunteers
Or any other regiment that's lyin' far awa'
Come give to me the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
An' strollin' through the green fields on a summer day
Watchin' all the country girls a-workin' at the hay
I really was delighted and he stole me heart awa'
When I saw him in the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
I never will forget the day his regiment marched past
The pipes they played a lively tune, but my heart was aghast
He turned around and smiled farewell and then from far awa'
He waved to me the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
An' strollin' through the green fields on a summer day
Watchin' all the country girls a-workin' at the hay
I really was delighted and he stole me heart awa'
When I saw him in the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
Once again I heard the music of the pipers from afar
They tramped and tramped the weary men returnin' from the war
And as they near and drew I brushed a woeful tear awa'
To see my bonnie laddie o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
An' strollin' through the green fields on a summer day
Watchin' all the country girls a-workin' at the hay
I really was delighted and he stole me heart awa'
When I saw him in the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa
I really was delighted and he stole me heart awa'
When I saw him in the tartan o' the gallan' Forty-Twa