The book Arran; - Cook Clan

GAELIC SONGS OF ARRAN 321
Ach dh'innis raise dhaibh an fhirinn
Air dol le6 nach robh m6 smaointean
'S ged a fhuair iad mi 'n an iongan
Nach robh mir do dhe6in orm.
Ha u, etc.
'S ged a fhuair mi deoeh 'us biadh ann
'S nach robh ttirn agam r'a dhianadh
B' annsa leam bhi gu mo shliasaid
Ann an sliabh na moine.
Ha u, etc.
Thoir mo shoraidh bhuam jgu RaonuU
Agus innis mar a tha mi
'S na 'n do ghabh mi' chomhairle trath
Nach robh mi 'n drisd cho bronach.
Ha u, etc.
Translation
BY JAMES CRAIG, KILPATEICK, ARRAN
Song composed by Donald Currie, Balmichael, Shisken, on his being
pressed at Greenock during the French War.
One day as I through Greenock strolled
With careless heart and free,
The cruel press-gang came like hounds
And sorely worried me.
One came on either side of me
With sharp and pointed sword.
The third behind me ready came
To stab me at a word.
When Captain Bennie saw his crew
Thus seize me by the throat,
He cried, ' Well done, my bully boys.
Let 's heave him in the boat.'
They placed me in the narrow yawl
And rowed me o'er the tide,
I had perforce to go with them
Since none were on my side.
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