Writers: Lerner/LoeweWhat a day this has beenWhat a rare mood
Charlie Because they told me I can't behold ye till
Fiona Dinna ye know, Tommy, that ye're all I'm livin'
Charlie I used to be a rovin' lad. A rovin'
Chorus Once in the Highlands, the Highlands of Scotland, Deep
Male Chorus Harry Beaton! Harry Beaton! Run an' get
Tommy Can't we two go walkin' together, out beyond the
Meg At sixteen years I was blue ans sad. then
Tommy This is hard to say, but as I wandered
Fiona Many a lassie as ev'ryone knows'll Try to be
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