Wild Rover

I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I've spent all my money on whisky and beer
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I swear I will play the wild rover no more.

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And it's no, nay, never
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.

I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit she answered me 'Nay
Such custom as yours I can get every day.'

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I took from my pocket a handful of gold
And on the round table it glittered and rolled.
I asked her for whisky and beer of the best.
What I told you before, it was only in jest.'

Chorus

I'll go back to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And when they forgive me as oft times before
Then I swear I will

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Lyrics - Will Ye No' Come Back Again?

Bonnie Charlie's noo awa
Safely o'er the friendly main
Mony a heart will break in twa
Should he ne'er come back again.

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Will ye no' come back again?
Will ye no' come back again?
Better lo'ed ye canna be
Will ye no' come back again?

Ye trusted in your Hielan' men
They trusted you, dear Charlie
They kent your hiding in the glen
Death or exile braving.

English bribes were a' in vain
Tho' puir, and puirer, we maurn be
Siller canna buy the heat
That beats aye for thine and thee.

We watch'd thee in the gloamin' hour
We watch'd thee in the mornin' grey
Tho' thirty thousand pound they gie
Oh, there is nane that wad betray!

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Lyrics - Ye Jacobites

Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear
Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim
Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear.

What is right and what is wrong by the law, by the law
What is right and what is wrong by the law
What is right and what is wrong, a short sword and a long
A weak arm and a strong for to draw.

What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar?
What makes heroic strife famed afar?
What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin's knife
Or hunt a parent's life with bloody war.

Then leave your schemes alone in the state, in the state
Then leave your schemes alone in the state
Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate.

Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun
And leave a man alone to his fate
And leave a man alone to his fate.

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