Dumbarton's Drums |
Dumbarton's drums, they sound so bonnie And they remind me of my Johnnie Such fond delight doth steal upon me When Johnnie kneels and kisses me.
2. Across the fields o' bounding heather | 3. 'Tis he alone that can delight me His roving eye, it doth invite me And when his tender arms enfold me The blackest night doth turn and flee.
4. My Johnnie is a handsome laddie |