Intro: D-D-G-D D-A-D-D
Come a(D)way bonnie lad, it’s (G)making me (D)sad
I’ve loved you these twenty long (A)years
You’re as (D)pure as the heather my (G)bonnie wee (D)lad
Come away it is the (A)fifes that I (D)hear.
You’re the (D)lightness, my son of your (G)father who’s (D)gone
From the earth and I well do re(A)call
T’was a (D)morning like this when he (G)chanced for to (D)hear
The fifes calling (A)out one and (D)all.
If you (D)follow the fifes you will (G)ne’er see a(D)gain
The sweet purple heather in (A)bloom
I (D)once said the same to your (G)father in (D)vain
As the fife was lure (A)playing their (D)tune.
Play one verse instrumentally
Come a(D)way it is the fifes, they’re (G)playing a (D)tune
For the likes of you to be (A)ready
They’re (D)playing a tune I re(G)member so (D)well
When I last saw your (A)father, dear (D)laddie.
Come a(D)way bonnie lad, t’is/this? (G) ..... t’is (D)sad
When I hear of a yonder blue (A)heather
T’is the (D)pipers again calling (G)out the young (D)men
To die in the (A)fields of en(D)deavour.
Repeat 1st verse