When Wild Wars Deadly Blast was Blawn

[Scenery & Songs Contents]

When Wild Wars Deadly Blast was Blawn. 

Words by Burns. 

Arranged by Finlay Dun. 

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When wild wars deadly blast was blawn, 

And gentle peace returning, 

And eyes again with pleasure beam’d 

That had been blear’d with mourning; 

I left the lines and tented field, 

Where lang I’d been a lodger, 

My humble knapsack a’ my wealth, 

A poor and honest sodger. 

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At length, I reach’d the bonnie glen, 

Where early life I sported; 

I pass’d the mill and trysting thorn, 

Where Nancy aft I courted, 

Wha spied I but my ain dear maid, 

Down by her mother’s dwelling! 

And turn’d me round to hide the flood, 

That in my e’e was swelling. 

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She gaz’d – she redden’d like a rose; 

Syne pale like ony lily; 

She sank within my arms, and cried, 

Art thou my ain dear Willie? 

By him who made yon sun and sky, 

By whom true love’s regvarded, 

I am the man – and thus may still 

True lovers be rewarded. 

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The wars are o’er, and I’m come hame, 

And find thee still true hearted, 

Tho’ poor in gear, we’re rich in love; 

And mair, we’se ne’er be parted. 

Quo’ she, my grandsire left me gowd, 

A mailen plenish’d fairly; 

And come my faithful soldier lad, 

Thou’rt welcome to it dearly. 

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