Adria - She Moved Through the Fair lyrics

Oh I am come to the low country

Ochon ochon ochrie

Without a penny in my purse

To buy a meal to me

It wasna sae in the hieland hills

Ochon ochon ochrie

Nae woman in the country wide

Sae happy was as me

For then I had a score of kye

Ochon ochon ochrie

Feeding on yon hill sae high

And giving milk tae me

And then I had three score of yowes

Ochon ochon ochrie

Skipping on yon grassy knowles

And casting woo' tae me

I was the happiest of all the clan

Sair, sair may I repine

For Donald was the brawest man

And Donald he was mine

Til Charlie Stewart cam' at last

For to set us free

My Donald's arm was wanted then

For Scotland and for me

Their waefu' fate what need I tell

Right to the wrang did yield

My Donald and his country fell

Upon Culloden field

Ochon Oh Donald Oh

Ochon ochon ochrie

Nae woman in the world sae wide

Sae wretched now as me.