Braw Burn The Bridges - The Tannahill Weavers

Bide a wee ye bonnie hours o' sweet yestreen

Haud awa' the thocht that e’er I will forget

Lang the wimplin' wey unrowes afore my een?

And the mindin' will be sweeter yet

Aye, the road was haudin'

Frae the lass that I will aye remember

Braw burn the bridges far behind me in the rain

The leaves were changin'

Tae the colours o' the glowing embers

My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come again

Hae we rin the gless or daur we dream of mair

While as surely as the river meets the sea?

When the eastlin’s wind has blawn the forest bare

Will the pertin' a' the wider be?

Aye, the road was haudin'

Frae the lass that I will aye remember

Braw burn the bridges far behind me in the rain

The leaves were changin'

Tae the colours o' the glowing ember

My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come again

Could I leeze me on your lousome face again

Gin the traivel’s turn should bring me tae your side

Fain would I nae langer steek my heart wi' pain

Or lay curse upon the ocean wide

Aye, the road was haudin'

Frae the lass that I will aye remember

Braw burn the bridges far behind me in the rain

The leaves were changin'

Tae the colours o' the glowing ember

My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come—

Aye, the road was haudin'

Frae the lass that I will aye remember

Braw burn the bridges far behind me in the rain

The leaves were changin'

Tae the colours o' the glowing ember

My heart lay waiting for the spring tae come again