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Talk about a loser, i was just about to go Magnetfolie Köln When someone grabbed me by the arm, a man i did not know He said he'd been a drover, a member of the clan Immobilien Iserlohn With runrig in his very soul and nowhere left to stand Now me i'm just a highland boy and cottar was my trade Carrera Digital He'd seen me at kildoanan when the black-face came to stay He'd oatcakes and he'd whisky and one foot in the grave Immobilie in Leverkusen For us it's over Bitter tears began to fall as whisky tore away the years Bonn Internetagentur From the straths and the braes Forever yesterday puerto de andratx
The royal george it was that brought the countess to our door Begleitagentur in Bremen She wanted us to leave the hills for crofts upon the moor She took our piece of paradise and left us on the shore Begleitservice in Bremen For us it's over Bitter tears began to fall as whisky tore away the years Bonn Immobilien From the straths and the braes Forever yesterday Digitaldruck
They cleared the clans from strathnavar, the heart of sutherland They cleared us from our highland homes by ship to foreign glens There's linton and there's cheviot and red deer on the bens For us it's over, over, over, my friend
