Call
for ma piper Noel said,
have
him play here by my bed,
I
am content with the life I led,
so
play a happy air.
I've
lived some life in native glen,
and
count as friends great Scottish men,
think
of me atop Highland ben,
walking
without care.
Play
a tune, play it proud,
to
take me over Ben Nevis cloud,
Ferguson
tartan for my shroud,
they'll
see ma pride up there.
Marian
I'll wait "between," we'll go together,
to
take a stroll through heaven's heather,
eternal
love for one another,
beyond
life's thoroughfare.
I
stood proud and tall and never fell,
if
you tell my story, tell it well
I
now bid ye all a fond farewell.
Till
we meet again.
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