Twa recruitin Sergeants

Traditional folk song by Adam Raeburn and Friends “Twa recruiting sergeants came frae the Black Watch Through markets and fairs, some recruits for to catch. But all they enlisted was forty and twa Sae, list my bonnie laddie and come awa with me Chorus: And it’s over the mountain and over the Main, Through Gibralter, to France and Spain. Pit a feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt aboon your knee, Enlist my bonnie laddie and come awa with me. Oh laddie ye dinna ken the danger that yer in. If yer horses was to gleg, or yer owsen was to rin, That greedy ole farmer, he wouldna pay yer fee. Sae list my bonnie laddie and come awa with me Chorus And its into the barn and out o’ the byre, That greedy ole farmer thinks ye never will tire. It’s a slavery job of low degree. Sae list my bonnie laddie and come awa with me Chorus Yeah well laddie, do you have a sweetheart at home Ye’ll easily get rid of that ill-spun yarn Twa rattles on the drum, and that’ll set ye’free Sae list my bonnie laddie and come awa with me“ Chorus