Classic Poem

Tune—Morag—

Loud blaw the frosty breezes,
 The snaws the mountains cover;
Like winter on me seizes
 Since my young Highland rover
Far wanders nations over.

Chorus

Where'er he go, where'er he stray,
 May Heaven be his warden;
Return him safe to fair Strathspey
 And bonie Castle-Gordon.—

The trees now naked groaning
 Shall soon wi' leaves be hinging,
The birdies dowie moaning
 Shall a' be blythely singing,
And every flower be springing.

Chorus

Sae I'll rejoice the lee-lang day,
 When by his mighty Warden
My Youth 's return'd to fair Strathspey
 And bonie Castle-Gordon.