The Lass of Glenshee(Previously Unreleased) - Anuna/Michael Mc Glynn

One morning in springtime as day was a-dawning

Bright Phoebus had risen from over the lea

I spied a fair maiden as homeward she wandered

While herding her flocks on the hills of Glenshee

I stood in amazement says I Pretty fair maid

If you will come down to St John's Town with me

There's ne'er been the ladies set foot in my castle

There's ne'er been a lady dressed grander than thee

Oh what do I care for your castle and coaches

Oh what do I care for your gay grandeury

I'd rather be home at my cot at my spin

Or herding my flocks on the hills of Glenshee

Away with such nonsense and get up beside me

As Summer comes on my sweet bride you will be

And then in my arms I will gently caress you

'Twas then she consented I took her with me

Seven years have rolled on since we were united

There's many a change but there's no change on me

And my love she's as fair as that morn on the mountain

When I plucked me a wild rose on the hills of Glenshee