Breabach - Rolling Hills Of The Borders | Текст песни

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Chorus:
When I die, bury me low
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow;
A sweeter place I never did know,
The rolling hills of the border.

1. I`ve traveled far, wandered wide,
I`ve seen the Hudson and the Clyde,
I`ve courted by Loch Lomond`s side,
But I dearly love the border.

2. Well do I have mind of the day,
With my lassie I strolled by the Tay,
But all these beauties fade away,
Among the hills of the border.

3. There`s a certain peace of mind
Bonnie lassies there you`ll find
Men so sturdy, yet so kind,
Among the hills of the border.

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