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The Corries - The White Cockade текст песни

Исполнитель: The Corries

альбом: Peat Fire Flame


My love was born in Aberdeen
The bonniest laddie that you've e'er seen
But now he makes my heart fu' sad
He's taken to the field wi' his white cockade
He's a rantin, a rovin lad
He is a brisk and a bonny lad
Whate'er betide, I will be glad
To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade
I'll sell my roke, my reel, my tow
My good grey mare and hawkit cow
To buy myself a tartan plaid
To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade
He's a rantin, a rovin lad
He is a brisk and a bonny lad
Whate'er betide, I will be glad
To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade
My love was born in Aberdeen,
The bonniest laddie that you've ever seen
But now he makes my heart fu' sad
He's taken to the field wi' his white cockade
He's a rantin, a rovin lad
He is a brisk and a bonny lad
Whate'er betide, I will be glad
To follow the laddie wi' the white cockade

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