The Dubliners "Mormond Braes" paroles

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Mormond Braes

ChorusFare thee well, ye Mormon Braes,for oft times A've been cheery.Fare thee well, ye Mormon Braes,for it's there A've lost ma dearie.

As A went in by Strachen ToonA heard a fair maid mournin.She was makin sair complaintFor her true love ne'er returnin.

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Thar's mony a horse haes slipped an fellAnd risen again richt early.Thar's mony a lass has lost her ladAn got anither richt rarely.

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Thar's as guid fish in tae the seaAs ever yet were taken.A cast ma nets and try again,For I am anely ance forsaken.

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Sae A will put on my gown o green,As A forsaken told him.And we'll let the young lad knowthat the bonds of love are broken.

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Sae A'll gang back to Strachen ToonWhaur A wis bred an born in,An A will get another young ladTae marry me in the mornin.

Mormond Hills

Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For often there were times I have been happy. Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For it is there I have lost my sweetheart.

As I went into Strichen town, I heard a lovely maiden (in) mourning. She was making sorrowful statements, About her true love never returning.

Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For often there were times I have been happy. Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For it is there I have lost my sweetheart.

There have been many horses that slipped and fell, And they arose again very quickly. There is many a maiden (who) has lost her man And found another very rarely.

Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For often there were times I have been happy. Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For it is there I have lost my sweetheart.

There is as good a fish beneath the sea As ever has been (caught) taken. I cast my nets and (will) try again, For I am only once abandoned.

Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For often there were times I have been happy. Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For it is there I have lost my sweetheart.

So I will put on my gown of green, As I being abandoned told him. And we will let the young man know, That the bonds of love are broken.

Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For often there were times I have been happy. Farewell to you, you Mormon Hills, For it is there I have lost my sweetheart.

So I will go back to Strichen town, Where I was brought up and born in, And I will get another young man, To marry me in the morning.