Shieling Maids – Capercaillie – letras

Oh, my country you are on my mindfresh, fragrant Uist of the saplingsWhere the noble men are foundWho gave their hereditary allegiance to’Mac ic Ailein’Land of bent grass, land of barleyLand of abundance of every kindWhere the young lads will beSinging songs and drinking beer.They will come to us deceitful and cunningIn order to entice us from our homesThey will praise Manitoba to usA cold country with no coal and no peat!