Capercaillie Shieling Maids Lyrics

Shieling Maids Lyrics

Oh, my country you are on my mind
fresh, fragrant Uist of the
saplings
Where the noble men are found
Who gave their hereditary
allegiance to
'Mac ic Ailein'
Land of bent grass, land of barley
Land
of abundance of every kind
Where the young lads will be
Singing songs and
drinking beer.
They will come to us deceitful and cunning
In order to
entice us from our homes
They will praise Manitoba to us
A cold country
with no coal and no peat!