Текст песни Town Pants - Gallant 40 Twa
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You may talk about your lancers, or your Irish Fusiliers,The Aberdeen Militia or the Queen`s Own Volunteers;Or any other regiment that`s lyin` far awa`Come give to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.Chorus:And strolling through the green fields on a summer dayA-watchin` all the country girls a-workin` at the hay.I really was delighted and he stole my heart awa`When I saw him in the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.I never will forget the day his regiment marched pastThe pipes they played a lively tune but my heart was aghast.He turned around and smiled farewell and then from far awa`He raised to me the tartan of the gallant Forty Twa.(Chorus)Once again I heard the music of the pipers from afarThey tramped and tramped, the weary men returning from the warAnd as they nearer drew I brushed a woeful tear awa`To see my bonnie laddie of the gallant Forty Twa.(Chorus)