MACCRIMMON'S LAMENT
(written on the death of Donald MacCrimmon, piper to the MacLeods, in
the year 1745, by his sister.)

Round Coolin's peak the mist is sailin'
The Banshee croons her note of wailin'
But my blue e'en with sorrow are streamin'
for him that will never return, MacCrimmon

No more, no more, no more forever
in war or peace shall return MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more forever
shall love or gold bring back MacCrimmon

The beasts on the braes are mournfully moanin'
The brook in the hollow is plaintively mournin'
But my blue e'en with sorrow are streamin'
for him that will never return, MacCrimmon

No more, no more, no more forever
in war or peace shall return MacCrimmon
No more, no more, no more forever
Shall love or gold bring back MacCrimmon

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