Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bonnie Dundee, artist - The Corries. Album song Lads Among the Heather, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: GB
Song language: English
Bonnie Dundee |
| Tae the Lords o' convention 'twas Claverhouse spoke |
| E’er the King’s Crown go down there are crowns to be Broke |
| So each caviler who loves honor and me Let him follow the bonnets o' Bonnie Dundee |
| Chorus: |
| Come fill up my cup, come fill up can |
| Come saddle my horses and call out my men |
| Unhook the West Port and let us gae free |
| For it’s up with the bonnets o' Bonnie Dundee |
| Dundee he is mounted and rides up the street |
| The bells tae ring backwards, the drums tae are beat |
| But the provost douce man says, 'Just let it be.' |
| When the toon is well rid o' that devil Dundee |
| Chorus |
| There are hills beyond Pentland and lands beyond Forth |
| Be there lords in the south, there are chiefs in the |
| North |
| There are brave downie wassles three thousand times |
| Three |
| Cry hey for the bonnets o' Bonnie Dundee |
| Chorus |
| Then awa tae the hill to the lee and the rocks |
| Ere I own a usurper I’ll crouch with the fox |
| So tremble false wigs in the midst of yer glee |
| For you’ve no seen the last of my bonnets and me Chorus |