The deidly wars are passed and gane

Melody -

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.

2. 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.

3. 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.

4. I thocht upon the banks of Coille
I thocht upon my Nancy
I thocht upon her bewitching smile
That stole my youthful fancy.

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