Hey harry mccullough Come sing us a song 'bout the highlands so misty and green Your song about sally the hills and the rain We never will see again
When I was a tiny young highland boy In scotland the green the green I played in the hills with my sally mary Winners and losers we've been
She was riding a pony of silk and white And I rode a wooden stick We hounded the horses and we followed the birds And grew up as you'd say in gluck
I called her sally my love And she said harry my man As we lay at the mulltire lake Entwined in the night forever young Until the morning came
And when we grew older And the grass no more green The lake lost it's clear blue shade I left her for sailing the mighty sea Ooh sally our love it did fade
I called her sally my love And she said harry my man As we lay at the mulltire lake Entwined in the night forever young Until the morning came
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