Braes Of Sutherland - Wolfstone

Farewell you braes o' Sutherland,

I’ll ne’er see you no more

For I must take a strangers path

And leave my native shore

My friends and my acquaintances

I’ll give you now my hand

For I will ne’er be back again

On the Braes o' Sutherland

To the ridges of the old Ben More,

I bid a fond adieu

To Rosehall and to Bonar Bridge,

I leave my heart with you

To the rolling banks o' the Oykel

And to Dornoch’s gentle sands

I wish you well my comrades there

On the Braes of Sutherland

Farewell you roads to Spinningdale,

This chapter now will close

To the ghosts that lie at Carbisdale

And the downfall of Montrose

To Ardgay and to Invershin,

No more I’ll walk your sands

For I have to leave my memories

On the Braes of Sutherland

I now will leave my native home

For the shores of America

My love I leave behind me now,

I can no longer stay

The orders from the castle came

And by the Duke’s right hand

I fear that I must leave thee there

On the Braes of Sutherland