Fhear a Bhata - Rebecca Pidgeon

How often haunting the highest hilltops

I scan the ocean I sail tae sea

Wilt come tonight love wilt come tomorrow

Wilt ever come love to comfort me

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Oh fare thee well love where e'er you be

They call thee fickle they call thee false one

And seek tae change me but all in vain

For though art my dream a through the dark night

And every morning I scan the meat

Fear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Oh fare thee well love where e'er you be

There's not a hamlet too well I know it

Where you go wandering or set a while

But all the old folks you win will talking

And charm it's maidens with song and smile

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Oh fare thee well love where e'er you be

Do store remember the promise made me

The tartan plaidie the silken gown

The ring of gold with they hair and portrait

That gown and ring I will never know

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Fhear a bhata no horo eil'e

Oh fare thee well love where e'er you be