The Flowers o' the Forest

attr. Lady Nairne

 

I've heard them liltin', at the ewes milkin' 
Lasses are liltin', before the dawn of day 

Noe they are moanin', on ilka green loanin' 
The flowers o' the forest, are a' wede away 

Dool in way for the order, sent our lads tae the Border 
The English for ance, by guile wan the day 

The flowers o' the forest, that fought aye the foremost 
The prime of our land, lies cold in the clay. 

We'll hae nae mair liltin', at the ewes milkin 
Women and bairns, are heartless end wae 

Sighin' and moanin', on ilka green loanin' 
The flowers o' the forest, are all wede away.