Released on December 10, 2022

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[Verse 1]

Oh I am come to the low country

Ochon, ochon, ochrie!

Without a penny in my purse

To buy a meal for me


[Verse 2]

And it was na sae in the Highland Hills

Ochon, ochon, ochrie!

No woman in the country wide

Sae happy was as me


[Verse 3]

For then I had a score o' kye

Ochon, ochon, ochrie!

Feedin' on yon hill so high

And givin' milk to me


[Verse 4]

And there I had three score o' yowes

Ochon, ochon, ochrie!

Skippin' on yon bonnie knowes

And casting woo to me


[Verse 5]

And I was the happiest of all my clan

Sair, sair may I repine

And Donald was the brawest man

And Donald he was mine


[Verse 6]

Till Charlie Stewart he came at last

So far to set us free

My Donald's arm was wanted then

For Scotland and for me


[Verse 7]

Their waefu' fate what need I tell

Right to the wrang did yield

My Donald and his country fell

Upon Culloden field


[Verse 8]

Oh I am come to the low country

Ochon, ochon, ochon, ochrie!

No woman in the world wide

Sae wretched now as me

Sae wretched now as me