Gary Cleghorn - Stirling Brig | Текст песни

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Doon by Stirling Brig, the Wallace lay in hiding
As the Englishmen, frae the sooth came riding
Lood the river Forth, between them baith was gurling
Gurling oot o' sicht, 'low the Brig O Stirling

Watching frae the wood, the Wallace and the Moray
As the English came wi' the Earl O' Surrey
Ane by ane they crossed, a' the brig was filling
Still they onward came o'er the Brig O' Stirling

Wallace gave the shout, oot his men came running
Stopped the English host on the Brig O' Stirling
Cressingham turned roond, the brig was sma' for turning
Moray cut him doon on the Brig O' Stirling

All the English men ran intae each other
Nane could turn aboot, nane could gae much further
Some fell o'er the side in the Forth was drowning
Some were left tae dee on the Brig O' Stirling

Surrey he was wild, could nae ford the river
Wished wi' all his mecht that the brig was bigger
Then he ran awa, lood the man was cursin'
He'd lost a' his men, and the Brig o' Stirling.

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