Rolling Hills Of The Border Songtext

von Celtic Folk

Chorus
When I die, bury me low,
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow,
A sweeter place I never did know,
Than the rolling hills o' the border

I
I hae travelled far and wide,
Senn the Hudson and seen the Clyde,
I've courted by Loch Lomondsside
But I dearly love the border

Chorus
When I die, bury me low,
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow,
A sweeter place I never did know,
Than the rolling hills o' the border

II
Often I hae mind o' the day
Wi' my lass, I strolled by the Tay,
But all it's beauty fades away
Among the hills o' the border

Chorus
When I die, bury me low,
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow,
A sweeter place I never did know,
Than the rolling hills o' the border

III
There's a certain peace of mind
Bonnie lasses there you'll find
Men so sturdy, men so kind
Among the hills o' the border

Chorus
When I die, bury me low,
Where I can hear the bonny Tweed flow,
A sweeter place I never did know,
Than the rolling hills o' the border