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the young highland rover
tune—“morag.”
loud blaw the frosty breezes,
the snaws the mountains cover;
like winter on me seizes,
since my young highland rover
far wanders nations over.
where'er he go, where'er he stray,
may heaven be his warden;
return him safe to fair strathspey,
and bonie castle-gordon!
the trees, now naked groaning,
shall soon wi' leaves be hinging,
the birdies dowie moaning,
shall a' be blythely singing,
and every flower be springing;
sae i'll rejoice the lee-lang day,
when by his mighty warden
my youth's return'd to fair strathspey,
and bonie castle-gordon.