The Rolling Hills O' The Borders (McGinn)




When I die, bury me low

Where I can hear the bonnie Tweed flow

A sweeter place I never did know

Than the rolling hills o' the Borders


I have travelled, far and wide

I've seen the Hudson, aye and the Clyde

I've courted by Loch Lomond side

But I dearly love the Borders


Ah but I can mind the day

When wae ma lass I strolled by the Tay

Ah but her beauty just fades away

Amang the hills o' the Borders


There's a certain piece o' mind

Bonnie lassies there you'll find

The men they're hard, but yet sae kind

Amang the hills o' the Borders