Eilidh

Many years ago when I was in my prime

I met with bonnie Eilidh around the harvest time

I courted her so well that she said she would be mine

And I won my darling Eilidh

As we were walking all along the golden sand

Sweetly she'd turn and hold me by the hand

She'd look into my eyes, and it made me feel so grand

To be with you, my darling Eilidh

Down to the glen where the wild eagles fly

Down to the place where my bonnie Eilidh lies

I'll brush away the tears and I'll try not to cry

As I think of my darling Eilidh

My life is fading with each falling grain of sand

Soon I must go to a far and distant land

I hope that once I'm there, I'll again hold the hand

Of my own dear darling Eilidh

Down to the glen where the pines, they grow tall

There I'll lie down and await the angels' call

For all I want to do is die after all

And be with you, my darling Eilidh

Sweet grows the heather on the side of the hill

Where I would go walking with my Eilidh McGill

I loved her then and I love her still

How I miss you, my darling Eilidh