Writers: Lerner/LoeweWhat a day this has beenWhat a rare mood
Chorus Brigadoon, Brigadoon, Blooming under sable skies. Brigadoon, Brigadoon, T
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'
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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