Robert Burns - The Deidly Wars Are Past And Gane lyrics

For the deidly wars are passed and gane

and gentle peace returning

Left mony's the sweet babe faitherless

and mony's the widow mourning

I left the lines and the tented field

whaur I'm no longer a lodger

A humble knapsack, it's a' my wealth

I'm a poor but honest sodger

A lea-licht hert was in my brest

my hands unstained wi' plunder

It's all for Scotia hame again

I cheery on did wonder

I thocht upon the banks of Coille

I thocht upon my Nancy

I thocht upon her bewitching smile

that stole my youthful fancy

@Scots @war @soldier

Norman Kennedy gor this from Jeannie Robertson

who thought it was Robert Burns

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