| Hush, hush, time tae be sleepin'.
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| Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin';
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| Dreams of peace and of freedom,
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| So smile in your sleep, bonny baby.
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| Once, our valleys were ringin'
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| with sounds of our children singin',
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| but now, sheep bleat 'til the evenin'
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| and shielings stand empty and broken.
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| Hush, hush, time tae be sleepin'.
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| Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin';
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| Dreams of peace and of freedom,
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| So smile in your sleep, bonny baby.
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| Where stands our proud Highland mettle?
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| Our men, once sae feared in battle
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| now stand, cowed, huddled like cattle,
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| and soon tae be shipped o’er the ocean.
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| Oh, we stood with our heads bowed in prayer
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| while Factors laid our cottages bare.
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| The flames fired the clear mountain air,
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| and many were dead in the mornin'.
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| Hush, hush, time tae be sleepin'.
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| Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin';
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| Dreams of peace and of freedom,
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| So smile in your sleep, bonny baby.
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| Nae use greetin' or prayin' now.
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| Gone. |
| Gone, all hopes of stayin',
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| sae hush, now. |
| The anchor’s a-weighin'.
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| Don’t cry in your sleep, bonny baby.
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| Hush, hush, time tae be sleepin'.
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| Hush, hush, dreams come a-creepin';
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| Dreams of peace and of freedom,
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| So smile in your sleep, bonny baby. |