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Barbara Dickson - Maccrimmon's Lament lyrics
Doon Coolin's face the night is sailing,
 The banshee croons her note of wailing;
 My blue eyen wi' sorrow are streaming,
 For I noo will never return MacCrimmon
 No more, no more, no more MacCrimmon;
 In war nor in peace shall return MacCrimmon;
 Till dawns the sad day of doom and burning,
 MacCrimmon is home no more returning
 Barbara Dickson - Maccrimmon's Lament - http://motolyrics.com/barbara-dickson/maccrimmons-lament-lyrics.html
 The breeze on the bray is mournfully moaning;
 The brook in the hallow is plaintively mourning;
 But my blue eyen with sorrow are streaming,
 For I noo will never return MacCrimmon
 No more, no more, no more MacCrimmon;
 In war nor in peace shall return MacCrimmon;
 Till dawns that great day of doom and burning,
 MacCrimmon is home no more returning









