Barbara Dickson - Highland Harry

My Harry was a gallant gay

Fu' stately strade he on the plain

But now he's banish'd far away

I'll never see him back again

O for him back again

O for him back again

I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land

For Highland Harry back again

When a' the lave gae to their bed

I wander dowie up the glen

I set me down and greet my fill

For Highland Harry back again

O for him back again

O for him back again

I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land

For Highland Harry back again

O were some villains hangit high

And ilka body had their ain!

When I might see the joyfu' sight

O Highland Harry back again

O for him back again

O for him back again

I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land

For Highland Harry back again

Sad was the day one Sunday hour

He left me in this native plain

And rushed his injured friends to join

But, o, he never came back again

O for him back again

O for him back again

I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land

For Highland Harry back again

Strong was my Harry's arm in fight

Unmatched on all Culloden's plain

But vengeance has put down the right

And o, he'll never come back again

O for him back again

O for him back again

I wad gie a' Knockhaspie's land

For Highland Harry back again