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My Heart’s In The Highlands

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth ;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

Farewell to the mountains, high-cover’d with snow,
Farewell to the straths and green vallies below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.


So here’s a hand my trusty friend,
And gi’es a hand a’ thine,
We’ll tak’ a cup a’ kindness yet,
For Auld Lang Syne.
Happy New Year!

Roseberry to his lady says,
“My hinnie and my succour,
“O shall we do the thing you ken,
“Or shall we take our supper?”

Wi’ modest face, sae fu’ o’ grace,
Replied the bonny lady;
“My noble lord do as you please,
“But supper is na ready.”

Robert Burns