Donald Of Glencoe Lyrics - Singles - Cara Dillon

As I was a'walking one evening of late 

Where fragrant fine flowers the fields decorate 

I carelessly rambled where I did not know 

By the fair crystal fountain that falls in Glencoe 

And on her who the prize on Mount Ider was won 

Then approached me a lassy as bright as the sun 

And the ribbon and the tartan around her did flow 

That welcomed young Donald the pride of Glencoe 

Said I, my fine creature, your charming sweet smile 

And your comely fine features my heart has beguiled 

And with your kind affection on me you'll bestow 

I'll bless the happy hour we met in Glencoe 

Kind Sir, she made answer, your love I'll disdain 

For I have a young sweetheart and Donald by name 

And he went to the wars about ten years ago 

And a maid I remain 'till he returns to Glencoe 

Ah, perhaps your young Donald regards not your name 

And has placed his affection on some foreign dame 

He may have forgotten for all that you know 

That bonny young creature he left in Glencoe 

From his promise my Donald he'd never depart 

For love, truth and honour stand firm in his heart 

And if I never see him, then single I'll go 

And mourn for my Donald the pride of Glencoe 

Then seeing her constance he drew out a glove 

Which in parting she gave him in token of love 

She clung to his arms and tears down did flow 

Ah, you're welcome my Donald the pride of Glencoe 

Come cheer up my Flora your sorrows are o'er 

And since we have met love we'll never part more 

And the loud blast of battle, far distant may blow 

Whilst in peace and contentment we'll live in Glencoe