'S Gann Gun Dirich Lyrics

Chorus
I can scarcely ever climb to the high moors

My slender gun is rusting
And I'll not go to the hunt again

It was hung up on the nails
And that's not the place where I'd like it to stay

To be on my elbow on Blaven
On a hillock with my loaded gun

Big Patrick from the head of Loch Aoinneart
He wronged me but he didn't gain by it

But if the law were not so strong
I would be safe from every danger