Mormond Braes Lyrics

As I gaed doon tae Strichen toon

I met a fair maid mourning

She was makin sair complaint

For her true love ne'r returning

Mormond Braes where heather grows

Where aft times I've been cheery

Mormond Braes where heather grows

It's there that I lost my dearie.

So fare thee weel ye Mormond Braes

Where aft times I've been cheery

Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes

It was there that I lost my dearie.

But I'll pit on my goon o green

It's a forsaken token

That will let the other lads know

That the bands of love are broken.

There's mony a horse has snapper't and fa'en

Risen again fu rarely

Many's the lass has lost her lad

And gotten anither richt early

There's as guid fish intil the sea

As ever yet were taken

I'll cast my line and try again

For I'm only aince forsaken

And I'll ging doon tae Strichen toon

Far I was bred and born

And there I'll get anither sweetheart

That'll marry me the morn.