Come all ye young lassies whaur hae ye been<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sae sleepy and drowsy I ken by yer een<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In all the wide world ye’ll neer find a frein<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like the lads that are reared among heather<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Awa wi yer satins yer silk and yer shawls<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ye’r soirees and yer parties an yer elegant balls<\/p>\n\n\n\n
for a dance in the barn is worth ten in the hall<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wi the lads that are reared among heather
Tak’ a walk roon yer cities, braw buildings ootside
Gaze on the splendors and the wonder with pride
Fine ships have been built, on the banks o’ the Clyde
By the lads that were reared among heather
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When the queen wants some soldiers, she kens whaur to send
To the mountains and valleys, the hills and the glens
Wi’ their bonnets and plaids, they’re aye true tae the end
Are the lads that were reared among heather
Now England can boast for the sweet-scented rose
And Ireland can boast for the shamrock she grows
But gi’ me the land, where the clear water flows
And the mountains are covered with heather
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Come all ye young lassies whaur hae ye been Sae sleepy and drowsy I ken by yer een In all the wide world ye’ll neer find a frein Like the lads that are reared among heather Chorus Awa wi yer satins yer silk and yer shawls Ye’r soirees and yer parties an yer elegant balls … <\/p>\n