Fear A' Bhata Songtext
von North Sea Gas

Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a' bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Oh fare thee well, love, were e'er you'll be

I′m often haunting the highest hilltops
I scan the ocean, I sail tae sea
Wilt come tonight, love, wilt come tomorrow?
Wilt ever come, love, to comfort me?

They call thee fickle, they call thee false one
And seek tae change me but all in vain
For thou art my dream all through the dark night
And every morning I scan the main

Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a' bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Oh fare thee well, love, were e'er you′ll be


There's not a hamlet -too well I know it-
Where you go wandering or sit awhile
But all the old folks you win wi′ talking
And charm its maidens with song and smile

Do you remember the promise made me?
The tartan plaidie, the silken gown
The ring of gold with my hair and portrait?
That gown and ring I will never own

Fear a' bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a' bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Oh fare thee well, love, were e′er you'll be

Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a' bhàta, na horo èile
Fear a′ bhàta, na horo èile
Oh fare thee well, love, were e'er you′ll be

Oh fare thee well, love, were e'er you'll be