Bennachie - Old Blind Dogs

Gin I were whaur the gaudie rins

Whaur the gaudie rins, whaur the gaudie rins

Gin I were whaur the gaudie rins

At the back o' Bennachie

Oh I niver had but twa richt lads

Aye twa richt lads, twa richt bonnie lads

I niver had but twa richt lads

That dearly courted me

And ane was killed at the laurin' fair

The laurin' fair, at the laurin' fair

Oh ane was killed at the laurin' fair

The ither was droont in the Dee

And I gave to him the haunin' fine

The haunin' fine, the haunin' fine

Gave to him the haunin' fine

His mornin' dressed tae be

Well, he gave to me the linen fine

The linen fine, the linen fine

Gave to me the linen fine

Me windin' sheet tae be

Well, oh gin I were whaur the gaudie rins

Wi' the bonny broom an' the yellow whims

Gin I were whaur the gaudie rins

At the back o' Bennachie

Oh gin I were whaur the gaudie rins

Gin I were whaur the gaudie

At the back o' Bennachie

Aye, oh gin I were whaur the gaudie

Gin I were whaur the gaudie

At the back o' Bennachie