I Will Go - The Corries

I will go, I will go,

When the fightin' is over,

To the land of McLeod

That I left to be a soldier.

I will go, I will go.

When the king’s son came along

He called us a' together,

Saying «Brave Higland men,

Will ye fight for my father?»

I will go, I will go.

I’ve a buckle on my belt

A sword in my scabbard

A red coat on my back

And a shilling in my pocket

I will go, I will go When they put us all on board

The lasses were singing

But the tears came tae their eyes

When the bells started ringing

I will go, I will go.

When we landed on the shore

And saw the foreign heather

We knew that some would fall

And would stay here for ever

I will go, I will go.

When we came back tae the glen,

The winter was turning,

Our goods lay in the snow,

And our houses were burning.

I will go, I will go.