My Bonnie Mary

Go, fetch to me a pint o' wine
and fill it in a silver tassie;
that I may drink before I go,
a service to my bonnie lassie.
The boat rocks at the pier o 'Leith;
fu' loud the wind blaws frae the
Ferry;
the ship rides by the Berwick-law,
and I maun leave my bonnie Mary.

The trumpets sound, the banners fly,
the glittering spears are ranked

The shouts o' war are heard afar,
the battle closes deep and bloody;

Go, fetch to me a pint o' wine
and fill it in a silver tassie;
that I may drink before I go,
a service to my bonnie lassie.
It's not the roar o' sea or shore,
wad mak me langer wich to tarry!
Nor shouts o' war that's heard afar-
it's leaving thee, my bonnie Mary!
The trumpets sound, the banners fly,
the glittering spears are ranked

The shouts o' war are heard afar,
the battle closes deep and bloody.



Credits
Writer(s): Robin Biesenbach, Jörg Roth, Frank Heim, Gunter Kopf
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