Mormond Braes

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As I get doon by Strichen toon
I heard a fair maid mournin’
She was makin’ sair complaint
For her true love ne’er returnin’

So fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
Where oft times I been cheery
Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
For it’s there I lost my dearie

There’s as guid fish intae the sea
As ever yet was taken
So I’ll cast my net an’ try again
For I’m only once forsaken

So fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
Where oft times I been cheery
Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
For it’s there I lost my dearie

There’s many a horse has snappert an’ fa’n
And risen again fu’ rarely
There’s many a lass has lost her lad
An’ gotten another right early

So fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
Where oft times I been cheery
Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
For it’s there I lost my dearie

So I’ll put on my goon o’ green
It’s a forsaken token
An’ that will let the young lads know
That the bonds of love are broken

So fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
Where oft times I been cheery
Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
For it’s there I lost my dearie

So I’ll gang back to Strichen toon
Where I was bred an’ born in
And there I’ll get another fine lass
To marry me in the mornin’

So fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
Where oft times I been cheery
Fare ye weel ye Mormond Braes
For it’s there I lost my dearie